All That Matters

A conversation with a 27-year-old boy:

boy: "There was this girl I used to know and she'd always, like, put her finger in her mouth and ask for things like this . . ."

(boy demonstrates putting the index finger of his right hand in his mouth and looking up sheepishly)

me: "Oh, really? That's so annoying . . ."
boy: "No, like, all the guys would do anything for her."
me: "Because she was acting all cutesy, right?"
boy: "No, she hated girls like that."
me: "But she acted like that, too? Right?"
boy: "No, she was really, really hot."
me: "Aw, well, that's all that matters."
boy: "Well, to boys, yeah."