"Yeah, I-I guess I do... I don't wanna to be alone any longer than I have to; so I was wonderin' if you knew somebody out there that might like me. I mean, a pony or somethin' that would like--er--might like a- a thing like me, you know?" He asked while still looking away, unable to meet her eyes; and felt as though he were about to implode from the shame and humiliation, while his gut wrenched from asking such an idiotic question. 