[[Gav confides in the barmaid, Jeannie.]]
Gav: And then by the time she was ready, it was too late to go out. Infuriating!
Jeannie: Sounds like someone's in LUU-UVE!

Gav: Huh?
Jeannie: Oh nothing. I've been saying that to everyone lately just to see how they react.

Gav: Does it work?
Jeannie: Sorta. The more defensive you get, the higher the level of "LUU-UVE!"

Gav: Ooo! I wanna play! Pretend I just said "Pfshaw!"
Jeannie: That's what that guy over there said! He's in "Liiike-like!"