"Are you sure you want to do this?? I mean I'm a Backstreet Boy, I can't commit myself to you." I nodded.

"Yeah, I don't care. We'll never see eachother ever again."

"How old are you?" I shook my head

"That doesn't matter."

"But I'm 20, this could be illegal."

"How old do I look to you?"

"Umm...17?" I smiled

"Ok, well, then that's how old I am to you ok??"

"Fine."

"Then lets do this." "OK."