[Makoto nods. She gets it, definitely.]

I feel you. I mean...I don't think I'm a prude or anything, but I want something more meaningful too.

[She stands up suddenly, hands slapping against the arms of the chair to push her standing, and walks over to stare out a window.]

Maybe it'll only be random the first couple of times till you figure out what you do and don't like. You'll make connections. We both will, Tim. I'm sure of that.