G: Why do you keep following me?

B: Because your pretty and i think im falling in love...

G: Really? but you havent met my friend, shes much prettier then me, and shes right behind you.

(the boy looks back but didnt found noone)

B: Are you making fun of me? cause there is no one behind me..

G: No, but if you really loved me, you wouldnt have looked back to see my friend! :|