You know, despite his obvious intelligence, sometimes OC really isn’t very bright. For instance, we were sitting in our favorite late-night diner and the air conditioning had left me a bit chilled. I said, “I’m cold. Here, touch.” And I offered him my arm.
OC touched my arm which was indeed chilled and he said, “Hmmm, maybe I should get you a hoody for Christmas.”
A hoody? I said, “My head is perfectly warm. It would be better if you got me a sleevie.”
Then he gave me that look and said, “Quite.” — like I was the one who didn’t make any sense. Can you believe it?