I hardly think you need any softening toots.

I'm going to bed. I'm too old to be up this late bantering with the BF Uber Vixen. On the other hand what's her boyfriend going to do to me? It's not like he's a football player. I figure all he can do is threaten to ride his bike away from me really fast.

He might come here and start bursting my Cervelo bubble. That would be worse.