One day you were walking around the city with him and you for a moment you walked away to go towards the public bathrooms. When you returned you saw a girl flirting with him. You got jealous but wanted to know how he would reply and hid behind a bench, listening carefully

"well my girlfriend is in a band, she plays guitar while i sing Lou Reed. I've got feathers in my hair I get down to Beat poetry And my jazz collection's rare"

He was talking about you He looked at you and smiled