[Lorenz's Good Looks™ are obvious! And the poem is charming. But oh, well... hmm... allow her to take another sip of her drink.]

That's sweet of you to say, but no. I think I'd rather pick the person I spend time with.

[Because this world is wild and wacky—and because something, something, the people she chooses will be both grateful for and blessed by her bid? Win/win! Anyway, Lorenz, don't think about this too hard. Don't read into this. Just accept this dramatic sigh before she adds:]

And if my brother ever shows up, I do not want to deal with the questions.