The two of you have just had a great night out and are sitting on the couch at your apartment, watching a rental, when Ashley puts her arm around you and looks you in the eyes.

"Troy, you are just wonderful. A few decades ago we would have been perfect for each other. But, today...this world is so messed up that we would never make it. The patrols, the neighbors, the government, the agenda out there would never let a nice guy like you last very long. Let's face it...if we get married, we're going to get a knock on the door from some vigilante women who feel I need to kick the crap out of you to show you whose boss, and they'll take you away and eat you. Or some jealous coworker or some girl on the street. I know it... you're too... too nice, Troy. I'm going to lose you. But...if this is going to happen anyway, why not have a glass of wine and some candles and let me have you now, instead of some street slut downing you while your guard is down?"

You are too stunned to answer right away, but you know Ashley does care about you and is being honest.