The man may well be my kryptonite.

“You’re a mother’s dream, tall, dark and handsome, good manners, straight teeth …”

“I feel like I'm stuck in a bad movie, with a little devil sitting on one should…”

“I quickly scoop up the rest of my personal life on display on the sidewalk and …”

“Who do you belong to, Syd?”“You, Jack.”“Say it, Syd.”“I belong to you.”