I'm sorry, you are a really nice guy, and pretty darn handsome, too. I didn't really know you very well, so maybe I shouldn't have invited you to those parties where all my friends would be. They set a low moral tone. All that wine at the dinner party, then all that vodka at the next party...anyway, I don't usually like girls, but that one had the nicest, cleanest teeth I ever ran my tongue over. I'm sorry I made out with someone else when you were driving me around and buying me liquor. I'm sorry my mean friends were making fun of me for it right in front of you, but from the look on your face, I'm not sure whether I should be apologizing for doing it or for not having let you see us. Anyway, now you probably think all american girls are sluts. I hope this doesn't mean you aren't going to cook that elaborate Indian dinner for me.