Scene: I am watching "The Bachelor" on tv. I make fun of it out loud, but secretly there is a part of me that enjoys it. (What is with reality tv and the false sense of superiority it gives me?) Bryan sits in the same room reading, but listening just enough to add his own commentary, because obviously the saga of human emotion is irresistible. He leaves the room briefly, and when he comes back, our friend the Robot Bachelor has sent a girl home, and I am laughing (because I am heartless).
Me: Do you know what she said? She just said, "I feel like I just got punched in the stomach. AND THE HEART."
Bryan: Aw, I liked her!
Somebody's a sucker for the drama, and it's not me.