answer:I guess I don’t really do “romance.” in the typical way. But, I was in school and I was seeing this guy and he was in the thick of a project that involve a lot of details, a lot of decisions and a lot of people to deal with and I went by to check on him and see how he was doing and he was so stressed out, visibly stressed; it was like all the atoms in his body were in over-drive and we bouncing around inside of him. I let him get back to work and didn’t say where I was going and then went down the street to our favorite ice cream shop and got him his favorite: a hand-made chocolate milkshake and brought it to him. When I handed it to him he just got this absolutely huge smile on his face and I could almost see the stress exit his body. He told me it was the nicest thing anyone had ever done for him. I don’t know about that, but it sure did make him happy and de-stressed him. I guess it was romantic, maybe, because it just made him so happy and made him feel good and made him feel like someone cared about him and understood him. And that’s really the purpose of romance, I think, even though it may not look like romance on the surface. That’s the best I’ve got. I’m not all that good at romance.