Rodrick would do anything, anything to make his lover feel appreciated by his actions. And here he is, at the front lawn of his lovers home, standing in front of them and reading cheesy poetry straight out of some poetry book.

“Love.. allows us to walk in the sweet music of our particular heart.” He was obviously struggling to read the words from the page, because the water was busy spraying onto it from Ben being hidden behind the fence with the hose spraying onto Rodrick.