You are my bartender. I come to your bar to play pinball, but also to see you. We have gotten to know each other over the last few months, and I really like you. I want to kiss you. I want to rip your clothes off. And I think you like me too. But I am in a relationship, and I love my partner very much. But I also don't want to go through life wondering what could have been between us. I'm so torn...