If you were a concentration gradient I'd go down on you.
Hey baby, will you be my love buffet so I can lay you on the table and take what I want?
Two large masses that are close together are supposed to radiate gravitational waves. I think that you're a big part of that.
I'm not being obtuse, but you're acute girl.
Happy hour's over but it's still going strong at my place.
I want to shoot my neutron into you so we can make lots of little molecules.
I'm like an Sn2 reaction, I come from behind.
Can I take a few shots at your goal?
Say, that's a nice [dress/outfit/article of clothing]. Can I talk you out of it?
I'll be kicking myself if I don't get to know you better."