Me (Taking P’s wrist): I love this watch. It looks really good on you.
P: It’s a man’s watch. S. bought it for me last year. Do you want to try it on?
P (Taking my wrist and lifting up sleeve): Which watch are you wearing tonight? Oh, I love this one.
Me: Here. You try it on. We’ll switch.
P: Yeah. Let’s switch. (A few moments later.) My watch looks really good on you.
Me: Yeah. Mine looks really good on you too.
Astonished Male Onlooker: Did you two just trade watches?
Me: That’s right. We switched.
P: Yup. We switched. (We laugh gleefully).
P (To me): Let’s just stay switched for the rest of the night, okay?
Me: What are you telling me? Are you saying you’d like to drive? I could let you drive, if you’d like.
P: I don’t get it.
Me: Sorry. I forgot myself for a moment.
P: I need to maintain good boundaries. I’m still just too Lutheran, you know.
P: We can hold hands, though.