Hehe, you don't have to play it cool for me, Jean. I like you just the way you are, you know that.

[ That is to say, he likes that you're a huge loser, Jean. Marco's all warm and fuzzy, happy to know that--well, wow, that Jean could like him too... Marco feels like the luckiest guy on earth, he'd been so sure Jean wouldn't... ]

I'm really glad you like me too, though.