Tony thought about that for a moment, then shrugged. "I dunno. I keep thinking they have a secret room they run off to. Someplace out of sight where they hold little rituals and dance around an old computer monitor or something. And now they have hats to wear while they do it."
He was glad to see she was eating his food. It was the one thing he liked to do every once in a while that he wasn't any good at. He didn't have many of those things, but if he didn't see himself spending much time with a member of the opposite sex who couldn't appreciate them as much as they did his genius.