CASUAL: Hey!

Here's my #. How's your Christmas going? Text me.
INTENSE: Hi. It was great seeing you. That wasn't an accidental meeting btw. I've been stalking you for weeks. Can I sit by you at church every week? I'm asking because I saw that guy near you last time and I didn't like his face. Speaking of faces, thanks for FB friending me. I've printed out all of your pics and taped them up in my room. My mom says the cops are going to come back now, but I told her that this is waaaay different from last time because you and I really have some chemistry going. Palpable, ain't it? So anyway, I was thinking that while you're with your family this Christmas it might be a good time to see if they have any ideas for names for our kids. It's always great and never too soon to get their input. And btw you really should keep those drapes closed when you go to bed at night. And your car is leaking oil. Well, it was, but I took care of that. Aired up your tires too so you should have a safe trip home. But if you're worried, I can follow you...like I won't anyway. Hang on a minute... that was just mom again. I don't know how many times I have to tell her that if she doesn't like my barbells in her tub she should tie the goat out that's in my shower and use that. So anyway...I hope you're having a great Christmas. I hope the wine/cheese/CD/fruit/fruitcake/cake/cookie/book/candle/purse of the month clubs I signed you up for weren't too much. I tend to overdo it. I'm a giver like that. So anyway...here's my phone number. I already have yours. You left it laying around, so it was just easier. I locked the door when I left. Text me sometime. Or every few minutes. Whatever. I promise to answer them all. I was going to send you some more pics of myself, but they're not going through. Maybe you're out of memory on your phone. You know, you could dump those pics of that other guy (yeah, I've got his number too and man did I fix HIS tires) and that would give you more room for mine. Mom has my dinner ready. ttfn.