Oh, you know it. That and typing. I gotta admit, typing is faster and neater and all, but it's just not the same!

But I can see you're a man of taste. You totally understand.

[Still smiling, Maya leans her chin against her hand.]

Is that why you were so nice to everyone? I mean, not because of letters or anything.

[She sees herself, in Jonathan.]

But because you wanna understand.