...so, then I says, "Marry me, bitch, and you can have all gravitons you want from self-generating rotor turbines!"
Groovy!
Anyhoo... I like you're numbers and I'm going to take other offers, but, rest assured, I will call you back before I make any final decisions. Trust me...
Yeah. Whatever...
No, seriously! I WILL call you! It may be a couple days before I do, but on the eyes of my children, I promise that I'll call you! I swear!
So... In other words, you're not going to call me, are you?
