"So Jeremy, what do you like about me?"

"Gee Candace, you didn't hear it at the end?"

"Well, no. I mean, first we were sailing down the river and then there were the hippos and the flamingos and the crocodiles and the waterfall…and then there was that pre-empted soccer game…"

"Yeah, that was weird."

"So, to answer your question…no, I didn't hear."

"Oh. Well, let me sing it again. All throughout history—"

"No, no. Don't sing. Just, you know, tell me."

"Well, what I like about you is…is…wow."

"I knew it! You don't like anything about me!" Candace started to cry. "I'm—"

"Whoa, whoa." Jeremy wrapped an arm around her. "It's not that. I just…there's more than one thing I like about you."

Her eyes lit up. "Really? Like what?"

"Well…there's the constant urge to bust your brothers."

She raised an eyebrow. "You like that about me?"

He shrugged. "It shows focus."

"Okay…so you like that I'm constantly trying to bust my brothers, but…what else?"

"Well…" he bent down, picking a flower from the grass and putting it in her hair. "I like how I always have fun at your house. I like the adventures we go on. Like today—"

"Yes, but what do you like about me? What makes you want to be with me?"

He cupped her face in his hands. "What I like about you is how much you care about people. Your brothers, your friends…me." He kissed her softly. "And how I can always count on you to be honest with me."

She blushed. "Oh Jeremy."

"Don't ever change, okay Candace?"

She sighed dreamily. "Never."