Rex unzips his jacket and hangs it on the rack close to the front door; he's tired.

Tired of chasing after you, that is.

As much as he's tried to convince you to go on a date with him, you won't budge. Is it because of his history as a cheater? He'd change for you. He's been becoming more self-aware anyway.

He plops next to you, staring you up and down with a sigh.

"Not even one date?"

He's still pushing it.