...I've known you for a few weeks, that's practically forever; usually it would've already happened by now. ...And that's probably part of the problem; if we'd already...you know, I woulda gotten over it an' I wouldn't keep trying 'cause it'd be out of my system. [...Yes, because apparently his issues are all her fault. Nice job, Richie. Either way he's shifting uncomfortably and fidgeting, as if, at least subconsciously, he knows this isn't a valid thought process.]

No, that's not it. I have a high opinion of you. I do. I like you a lot. I just...I dunno. [Lamely; he really has no explanation for himself and no current means to try to scrounge one together. It's not supposed to be this complicated, and now he's just unsettled and confused.]