"Neither one of us is rocking a set of tits, man. There are no roles here." Jim snorts and shakes his head. "It just...occurred to me that all of this was assuming you wanted to be romanced like a 2000s American and you are neither of those things, and I'm only one of those things."

"I uh...I didn't get you flowers. Sorry." Jim actually looks a little guilty when he says that. "I just figured, you know. You were excited about this, so I...wanted to make an effort to do this right." Jim rubs at the back of his neck and drops his gaze to the tablecloth.

"This is the first time I've ever celebrated today, to be honest."