I recognized you. I know you. You are the girl who used to steal my candies when I was a kid. Return them immediately.

After looking at your personal I’ve totally lost my belief in humanity.

Please, tell me frankly, are you good? (After some time, regardless of whether she answers or not) OK, I can divine, when you lied last time. It has just happened.

Looking at your photos I decided that you would become an excellent grandmother for my grandchildren.

I have a rose and it wants so much to touch your nose. What should I convey to it from you?

Please, tell me some vulgar / tender / romantic poem.