"Okay, yeah, I'll go. I don't want you to think I was getting all moral on you or anything. Cause I really want to go. In fact, I've been wondering what your life looks like (actually, your room). Is anyone home? Will we have some privacy there? I don't want any distractions. Otherwise I could take you to an expensive hotel, order some room service and try to impress the shit out of you. Either way. I just want to be with you, alone. Fast or slow, I like the direction you're going."