Tristan: Oh, coming to greet me?
Rory: Hello, Tristan.
Tristan: Where's my birthday kiss?
Rory: It's my birthday.
Tristan: So I'll give you a birthday kiss.
Rory: What is wrong with you?
Tristan: Okay, I gotta tell you something. I'm madly in love with you.
Rory: Well...good luck with that.
Tristan: I can't eat, I can't sleep...I wake up in the middle of the night calling out your name. Rory...Rory!