You are more precious than dilithium crystals.

Your place or my parents’ basement?

If you were a phaser, you’d be set on “stunning.”

You make me wanna use my Palm.

Now that I’ve met you, I no longer need my handheld.

Your mouth says no, but I’ll bet your avatar says yes.

I’ve got a Local Area Network that needs your attention.

Trust me, I’m neither “micro,” nor “soft.”

You must be 36-25-36 — and those are all perfect squares!

How about we add a bed, subtract our clothes, divide your legs and multiply?