(To someone working somewhere where a counter seperates you) You're like a drug to me. Good thing you're over the counter.
I can't think of anyone else I'd rather survive a Zombie Apocalypse with.
Shut the door, turn off the light, I want to be with you.
Are you ok? Because heaven is a long fall from here...
Can I take your picture to prove to all my friends that angels do exist?
Your name is wrapped around my heart like a coronary artery.
I'd say God Bless you, but it looks like he already did.
What time do you get off? Can I watch?
Do you know how many times I've had to swipe left to find a cute girl like you.