Almost didn't make it past the second date, huh? Where do you get off being that picky? To be perfectly honest, you hit the lottery with me buddy... Yeah, you're a good guy, nice and good-looking and all that, but no wonder you were single for 3 damn years.What makes you think you're so wonderful that you can dismiss someone because you don't like the boots they wear? WHERE DO YOU GET OFF? You're not hot shit, you're not above anyone else. You didn't think you ever wanted to see me again because of my damn boots and that I was naturally a little shy, so you took me to a pasture to try to GET WHAT YOU WANTED?! THAT'S CRAP! Now that you've told me that, I'm, what, supposed to be all "Thank my lucky stars, Gerd wanted to give me another chance! I'm the luckiest girl ever because the insensitive judgmental dickhead gave me the time of day". Screw that.