In the mind of T it is a given fact that someday he will marry his best friend who is a girl, Hannah.
But as young love is fickle, the other day I told him that when he is a big guy he'll definitely marry the right girl for him. Jokingly (mostly ;), I added, "Just make sure she likes me."
He paused and thought and in his true nature, with seriousness, responded, "Hmmm...well, but I don't think I can marry Becca." (One of my closest adult friends--aka someone who likes me.)
Dude is just too much. ;)