You come to and walk over to Ray, who is standing right in front of you. You think to yourself, "He doesn't mind, does he? He really won't mind if I make him smile, will he? But if he had objected, he would have already turned away... right?" You reach out your hands or fingers, pressing them gently to encourage a smile from him as you whisper "cute" under your breath. Meanwhile, Ray is actually trying to hold back from kissing you, saying to himself, "Cutie..."