I was sorry I hadn't shaved my beard away. She looked at it and frowned. You're still cute though. She smiled her pixie smile, and everything was all right. I'm not cute, I'm handsome.
Men are handsome.
I mock scowled until she lifted my arm and tickled me until I cried. I watched her walk back to her ship, bouncy-stepped. Then I walked back to my home to my neglected college homework. The next time she came my beard had grown in. It all came back to me when she walked down the slide.