Don't ruin it, Rach. God. I need some secrets so I can go to them again when I need to like, set up the temple for a wedding or something. Jeez.

[He kind of loves when she does that. The fussing and the fidgeting with his clothes. He doesn't know why, but it's just a small intimate thing that he's come to really enjoy.]

So, basically, I'm your weakness. Got it. Marking that down.