Asta: What the hell were you doing?
Harry: I don’t know. My knees are weak and my palms are sweating. I know what this is. I have seen this in human movies. I am in love!
Asta: What? No. You have just met her.
Harry: I luh love her! I cannot help it. I feel luuhhh love for her. It’s like how I feel love for you, Asta, but it is different. It is not just in my head or in my heart, but it is in my pants. Is that why they call it in love? Because it is in your pants?