And the Monk talked

He: I have a huge hang over...
She: Wowie! Cool!
He: Nooooooo...this is bad!
She: Pop some dispirns or make some lemon juice and eat a huge breakker
He: I can't hardly get out of the bed.
She: How many did you drink?
He: Five long islands and a couple of bacardis later.
She: Now you are talking!!!!!

Couple of hours later:
She: (Taking a pic of the mushrooms she just cooked and sending it across to him) - My lunch looks like this.
He: I love mushrooms
She: I love mushrooms too...
He: I love you
She: I love you more than mushrooms...
He: Cook for me
Me: Come and stay with me.

He: Will do