Nice. It's like, you gotta eat at least two or three minimum. That's being a true chili dog lover. Bet you can do it.

[because she's cool like that, and she's fun. he has no doubt that she'll go all in.

maybe it's the wine, but he blushes a little when she mentions his music.]

We don't gotta listen to that. It's just the kinda music I listen to when I don't wanna hear the thoughts in my head. Helps drown everything out. Turns it all into a static that I don't gotta think about.

[when he says it out loud it sounds pathetic...but at this point he supposes it doesn't matter. he already seems plenty pathetic in front of her.]