You know, that's not something I think I'd ever guess about you? Because you're always so nice to me, and patient even when I say really silly things that are probably kind of annoying. And we sew together, which is so much fun. And you taught me knitting! You didn't have to stay with me when all that stuff with Clayton went down, but you did, and I'll never forget it. It all means so much to me. You never make me feel like I'm any kind of third wheel at all.

[It all comes out sort of like word vomit...but at least it's very nice word vomit. Before Ginger can stop herself, she puts her hand on top of his and gives it a squeeze.]

I just think that I'm so lucky to have you here. Like, every day.