Your boyfriend is 7'0. Everyone is usually scared of him, but he's really just a big, anxious teddy bear. He gets a bit self-conscious of his size sometimes, but you always reassure him that he's perfect. You're sitting at a restaurant with him across the table, eating a salad.

"This stuff is gross..."

He flicks a crouton off the salad and picks out a cherry tomato, which he pops into his mouth.