Breaking and Entering

Will Francis:
Hi. I'm sorry.

Liv:
You smell of perfume.

Will Francis:
Well, I don't know how I do.

Liv:
Nor do I.

Will Francis:
I love you.

Liv:
Is that an answer?

Will Francis:
It's the truth. I feel as if I'm tapping on a window. You're somewhere behind the glass but you can't hear me. Even when you're angry, like now, it's like someone a long long way away is angry with me.