Assure her she's fine

"Monica, you're fine. Really." You reassure the pretty blonde and are rewarded by a bright smile and toss of her luxurious hair.

"You're such a gentleman, Mr. Hawkfeather." Something in her mannerism reminds you that you are a dozen years older than this young language teacher. Instead of getting annoyed, you accept the fact that this is not the right woman for you.

"And you, Miss Fulton, are too sizzlingly hot for an old man like me." Your answer seems to hit exactly the right combination of flattery and self depreciation, because Monica steps to your side and kisses you softly on the cheek.

"You are not 'an old man' Kyle, but I am too 'sizzlingly hot' for a decent guy like you." That's the first time you've heard one of your lovers describe in this way. She doesn't come right out and say it, but somehow the word 'decent' seems to imply boring and safe.

When in the Hell did you become boring and safe?