“You're baking?""Yes.""It's almost midnight.""I specialize in late-night kitchen disasters.”

“Hey, I just thought of something.""What?""When we're together, we make one whole Italian.”

“Well, in that case, no. I’m not your father. But if you go with another definition, meaning ‘a man who wants to be in your life and help raise you,’ then yes. I am.”

“He turned around and I felt the shards of my broken heart crumble to dust.”

“I thought I wanted caprice and fire, but it turns out that what I really want is someone who will wake me up early so I don't miss a sunrise.”

“Before I could catch it, my heart slammed straight down to my feet, leaving me with a massive hole in my chest. It was amazing how I could just be going along, doing okay, and then suddenly-wham-I missed her so much even my fingernails hurt.”

“You're the one I like. Maybe love.”

“You're baking?""Yes.""It's almost midnight.""I specialize in late-night kitchen disasters.”