I don't think he had those kind of skills. He looked the part... but was missing the "smooth" factor. Telling me he loved me wasn't the worst frick up the guy managed. The week prior he figured he thought I'd be thirsty so he went to bring a drink back to the BR for me... Managed to trip and spill a big gulp of ice water in my bed. I slept in the dry spot. He slept in the living room.