Leslie peeks around the corner to gaze at Kyle, hearts in her uncanny-like eyes. Her fingers shakily trace a pattern on the wall, many invisible hearts being drawn as she watches Kyle read the love letter she left in his locker, almost chuckling to herself.

Soon, they meet up at the janitors' closet. Leslie, in all her giddy glory, finally feeling some emotion in her robotic mind, waiting for Kyle's arrival.