She agrees, & it's time to add more.

She sighs. “I guess,” she agrees, her head dropping until her chin hits her chest. “What do you want me to do first?”

“Oh,” you say, “you & I are done.” She asks, “Then what’s this deal about? What do I have to do with it if you don’t want me?”

You reply, “Oh, I want you… But not just you. I want you to introduce me to some other people I might get involved with. Any more hot teachers? You got any good-looking girlfriends? Do you have any sisters…if those looks are genetic, that is. You gotta know somebody else for me.”

“OK,” she says. “Maybe we can call…”