You've always noticed me checking out your feet, or course. So, you slide off your shoes and sit with your soles facing me. We chat about breakups as you rub your feet together, point and spread your toes and show off your scrunched soles and arches. Never mentioning your feet, but knowing that I love it. You offer to go get me a water. When you come back, you have a popsicle. You lay in the pose facing me. You talk about how I'll find someone new soon, as you eat your popsicle and tease me with your soles up in the air behind you. End with JOI