Tim: *tightening his tie and straightening out his double-breasted suit in front of a mirror*

Tim: I’m going to the movies with Tam. I don’t want her to think I think it’s a date.

Jason: Do you think it’s a date?

Tim: *clipping his cuff links and shining his black Oxford shoes* No, but she might think I think it’s a date, even though I don’t.

Jason: Or you might think she thinks you think it’s a date, even though she doesn’t.

Tim: *grooming his hair* Are we overthinking this?

Jason: *handing him a bouquet of roses and a box of chocolates* Not at all.