Well.  At least now I know what I can wear if I want anyone to lose their goddamn mind over me.  Right.  Time to go see...no television?  Really?  I mean, I don't<em>hate</em>books, per se...maybe she's got odd taste in books that I can get behind.  I head out to the room with all the books and begin checking the shelves.  There's absolutely no way I'm getting in bed with Ingress.  It's not her; I don't trust myself.