[His smile turns softer, wider.] Me too. [And it's true - he has. He's missed talking to her. And while it's not the same (he can't actually remember a time before their messy break-up where they'd talked and weren't interested in each other or in some kind of relationship), it's easy, comfortable. And he realises that this is what he wants - his best friend, because that's what she was.]
[There's a brief pause and Bobby leans back in his chair, one hand reaching up to knead the back of his neck.] I, uh... I have something to tell you.
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[There's a brief pause and Bobby leans back in his chair, one hand reaching up to knead the back of his neck.] I, uh... I have something to tell you.