Servant!
Servant!
servant!
servant!
Mistress?
Mistress?
mistress?
mistress?
Master, Sir Thurio frowns on you.
Master, Sir Thurio is frowning at you.
Dude, Sir Thurio looks pissed at you.
sir thurio's mad at u
Ay, boy, it’s for love.
Yes, boy, it's because of love.
Yeah, man, that's love for you.
its for love man
Not of you.
Not of you.
not of you.
not of you.
Of my mistress, then.
The one responsible is my lady.
Oh right, you mean because of my lady.
my lady thats y
’Twere good you knocked him.
It would be good if you knocked him.
You should punch him.
u should hit him lol
Servant, you are sad.
Servant, you seem sad.
You look pretty sad, servant.
u look sad
Indeed, madam, I seem so.
Indeed, madam, that is how I appear.
Yeah, madam, I guess that's what I look like.
yeah i look sad rn
Seem you that you are not?
Do you seem to be something you are not?
Are you pretending to be something you're not?
u faking it
Haply I do.
Perhaps I do.
Maybe I do.
maybe i do
So do counterfeits.
So do counterfeits.
so do counterfeits.
so do counterfeits.
So do you.
So do you.
so do you.
so do you.
What seem I that I am not?
What do I seem to be that I am not?
What am I pretending to be?
what am i faking
Wise.
Wise.
wise.
wise.
What instance of the contrary?
What evidence do you have to the contrary?
What makes you think so?
proof?
Your folly.
Your folly.
your folly.
your folly.
And how quote you my folly?
And how do you describe my foolishness?
So how are you describing my stupidity exactly?
how u gonna describe my dumbness
I quote it in your jerkin.
I identify it in your jerkin.
I can see it written all over your clothes.
its on ur clothes
My jerkin is a doublet.
What I'm wearing is technically a doublet.
Well actually, what I have on is a doublet, not a jerkin.
its actually a doublet
Well, then, I’ll double your folly.
Well, then, I will double your foolishness.
Well then, I'll double that stupidity for you.
ill double ur stupidity
How!
How!
how!
how!
What, angry, Sir Thurio? Do you change colour?
What, angry, Sir Thurio? Are you changing color?
What, mad now, Sir Thurio? Getting all red?
ur getting red thurio
Give him leave, madam, he is a kind of chameleon.
Let him be, madam, he is like a chameleon.
Don't worry, madam, he's just like a chameleon.
hes like a chameleon
That hath more mind to feed on your blood than live in your air.
One who wants more to feed on your blood than to live in your presence.
Someone who'd rather drain you than spend time with you.
wants ur blood not u
You have said, sir.
You have made your point, sir.
You said what you had to say.
u said it
Ay, sir, and done too, for this time.
Yes, sir, and I'm done for now too.
Yeah, and I'm done talking for now.
im done talking
I know it well, sir. You always end ere you begin.
I know that well, sir. You always finish before you start.
I know that, sir. You always end before you even begin.
u always end b4 u start
A fine volley of words, gentlemen, and quickly shot off.
A fine exchange of words, gentlemen, and discharged quickly.
Nice rapid-fire insults, gentlemen, and pretty quick too.
nice word fight guys
’Tis indeed, madam, we thank the giver.
That is certainly true, madam. We thank the one who gave us the ability to speak.
Yeah, madam, we do thank whoever gave us the gift of speech.
thx for the words
Who is that, servant?
And who might this person be, servant?
Servant, who is this guy exactly?
who is this dude
Yourself, sweet lady, for you gave the fire. Sir Thurio borrows his wit
from your ladyship’s looks, and spends what he borrows kindly in your
company.
You, sweet lady, because you gave the inspiration. Sir Thurio borrows his wit from your lady's appearance, and uses what he borrows kindly in your company.
You, sweet lady, because you inspired it. Sir Thurio gets his clever remarks from looking at you, and then he uses them politely around you.
u did lady. thurio copies u n uses it nice
Sir, if you spend word for word with me, I shall make your wit
bankrupt.
Sir, if you trade insult for insult with me, I will bankrupt your wit.
Sir, if you go word for word with me, I'll use up all your cleverness.
ill drain ur words dude
I know it well, sir. You have an exchequer of words and, I think, no
other treasure to give your followers, for it appears by their bare
liveries that they live by your bare words.
I know that well, sir. You have a treasury of words and, I think, no other wealth to give your followers, for it is clear from their shabby clothes that they survive on your empty promises alone.
I know that, sir. You've got plenty of words and nothing else to give your followers, which is why you can see they're dressed in rags—they literally live off your hot air.
u only got words 4 ur ppl. thats y theyre broke
No more, gentlemen, no more. Here comes my father.
Gentlemen, please stop this. My father is approaching.
Guys, stop it right now. My dad's walking over here.
stop it dads coming
Now, daughter Silvia, you are hard beset.
Sir Valentine, your father is in good health.
What say you to a letter from your friends
Of much good news?
Now, daughter Silvia, you are under pressure. Sir Valentine, your father is in good health. What do you think of a letter from your friends with much good news?
Well, Silvia, people are pestering you, aren't they? Sir Valentine, your dad's doing fine. How do you feel about getting a letter from your friends back home with good news?
silvia ppl r bothering u val ur dads good u got good news from home
My lord, I will be thankful
To any happy messenger from thence.
My lord, I will be grateful to any fortunate messenger from there.
My lord, I'd be really happy to hear from anyone back home.
id love news from home
Know ye Don Antonio, your countryman?
Do you know Don Antonio, your countryman?
Do you know Don Antonio? He's from your country.
u know don antonio
Ay, my good lord, I know the gentleman
To be of worth and worthy estimation,
And not without desert so well reputed.
Yes, my good lord, I know the gentleman to be worthy and deserving of his excellent reputation, and he is justly praised.
Yes, my lord, I know the guy well. He's got quality and he's earned his good reputation.
yeah he's legit n good rep
Hath he not a son?
Does he not have a son?
Doesn't he have a son?
he got a son
Ay, my good lord, a son that well deserves
The honour and regard of such a father.
Yes, my good lord, a son who truly deserves the honor and respect of such a father.
Yeah, my lord, a son who really earns the honor of being his kid.
ya solid son deserves him
You know him well?
Are you familiar with him?
Have you gotten to know him very well?
u know him good
I knew him as myself, for from our infancy
We have conversed and spent our hours together.
And though myself have been an idle truant,
Omitting the sweet benefit of time
To clothe mine age with angel-like perfection,
Yet hath Sir Proteus, for that’s his name,
Made use and fair advantage of his days:
His years but young, but his experience old;
His head unmellowed, but his judgement ripe;
And in a word, for far behind his worth
Comes all the praises that I now bestow,
He is complete in feature and in mind,
With all good grace to grace a gentleman.
I knew him like myself, because from our childhood we have spent time together and shared our hours. Though I have been idle and lazy, wasting the precious time that should have prepared me for mature excellence, yet Proteus—for that is his name—has used his time well and made the most of every day. He is young in years but mature in experience; his mind is still developing but his judgment is already complete. His head is unripe but his reasoning is ready. And in truth, he exceeds all the praise I can give him now. He is complete in looks and in mind, with all the qualities needed to be a true gentleman.
I've known him my whole life—we grew up together and spent all our time as kids together. I've wasted my time being lazy and not preparing myself, but Proteus—that's his name—he's done everything right with his time. He's still young but he's got the experience of someone much older. His brain's not fully developed but his judgment is already solid. In a word, he's better than any praise I could give him. He's got the looks and the character—everything you need to be a real gentleman.
knew him forever ive been lazy he used his time right so mature already he's everything u want
Beshrew me, sir, but if he make this good,
He is as worthy for an empress’ love
As meet to be an emperor’s counsellor.
Well, sir, this gentleman is come to me
With commendation from great potentates,
And here he means to spend his time awhile.
I think ’tis no unwelcome news to you.
I swear to you, sir, but if he proves this, he is worthy enough for an empress's love and fit to be an emperor's advisor. Well, sir, this gentleman has come to me with recommendations from great rulers, and he plans to spend some time here. I think this is good news for you.
Honestly, sir, if he lives up to this, he'd be good enough for an empress to love and smart enough to advise an emperor. This guy has shown up with recommendations from really important people, and he's planning to hang out here for a while. I'm guessing that's pretty good news for you.
hes fit for an empress he's got refs from big ppl thinking ur happy bout it
Should I have wished a thing, it had been he.
If I had been able to wish for anything, it would have been for him.
Honestly, if I could've wished for anything, I would've wished for him to come.
thats what i wanted
Welcome him then according to his worth.
Silvia, I speak to you, and you, Sir Thurio.
For Valentine, I need not cite him to it.
I will send him hither to you presently.
Welcome him then as he deserves. Silvia, I'm speaking to you and to you, Sir Thurio. For Valentine, I don't need to tell him—he'll do it naturally. I will send him to you shortly.
Welcome him like he deserves. Silvia, I'm talking to you and you, Sir Thurio. I don't need to tell Valentine anything—he'll know what to do. I'll send him to you in a minute.
welcome him good silvia thurio listen up ill send him soon
This is the gentleman I told your ladyship
Had come along with me but that his mistresss
Did hold his eyes locked in her crystal looks.
This is the gentleman I told your ladyship about, who would have come with me except that his mistress kept his eyes fixed on her beautiful face.
This is the guy I told you about who would've come with me if his girlfriend hadn't had him totally hypnotized.
this guy would come but gf got him
Belike that now she hath enfranchised them
Upon some other pawn for fealty.
Perhaps she has released them now and given them to someone else as a pledge of loyalty.
Maybe she let him go now and gave his attention to someone else as a promise.
maybe she let him go
Nay, sure, I think she holds them prisoners still.
No, I'm sure she still keeps them as prisoners.
No, I'm pretty sure she's still got him locked up tight.
nah shes still got him
Nay, then, he should be blind, and being blind
How could he see his way to seek out you?
Well, then he would be blind, and being blind, how could he see the way to come find you?
But then he'd be blind, and if he were blind, how could he even see to come find you?
hed be blind tho
Why, lady, Love hath twenty pair of eyes.
Why, lady, Love has twenty pairs of eyes.
Why, love has so many ways of seeing things.
love sees everything
They say that Love hath not an eye at all.
They say that Love has no eye at all.
People say love is totally blind.
love is blind tho
To see such lovers, Thurio, as yourself.
Upon a homely object, Love can wink.
When love deals with such lovers as you, Thurio, it can shut its eyes. Love can ignore an ugly thing.
Well, when you're the one being loved, Thurio, love can afford to close its eyes. It can overlook how you really look.
love closes eyes 4 u thurio lol
Have done, have done. Here comes the gentleman.
Enough, enough. Here comes the gentleman.
Stop, stop. Here he comes.
stop hes here
Welcome, dear Proteus! Mistress, I beseech you
Confirm his welcome with some special favour.
Welcome, dear Proteus! Mistress, I ask you to confirm his welcome with some special kindness.
Proteus, welcome! And you, lady, give him a special welcome.
proteus welcome be nice 2 him
His worth is warrant for his welcome hither,
If this be he you oft have wished to hear from.
His quality is proof of his welcome here, if this is the one you've often wanted to hear from.
His character guarantees a good welcome if this is the friend you've been wanting to see.
hes good so welcome
Mistress, it is. Sweet lady, entertain him
To be my fellow-servant to your ladyship.
Mistress, it is. Sweet lady, let him serve you as my fellow servant.
Mistress, yes it's him. Sweet lady, let him be your servant too, like me.
yes its him. let him serve u
Too low a mistress for so high a servant.
You're asking for too much—I'm not high enough in rank to deserve such a fine servant.
That's too much—I'm not important enough to have someone so great serve me.
im not good enough 4 him
Not so, sweet lady, but too mean a servant
To have a look of such a worthy mistress.
Not at all, sweet lady, but I'm too humble a servant to deserve such a wonderful mistress.
Not at all, sweet lady, I'm just not good enough to serve someone as great as you.
im not good enough 4 u
Leave off discourse of disability.
Sweet lady, entertain him for your servant.
Stop this talk about who deserves what. Sweet lady, accept him as your servant.
Stop talking about whether anyone deserves anything. Just let him serve you.
stop the talk. let him serve
My duty will I boast of, nothing else.
My only achievement to be proud of is fulfilling my responsibilities.
I'll just focus on doing my job and that's all.
only proud of my work
And duty never yet did want his meed.
Servant, you are welcome to a worthless mistress.
And duty is always rewarded. Servant, you are welcome to a mistress who is unworthy.
And people always recognize duty. Welcome, even though I'm not worth your service.
duty gets rewarded. welcome dude
I’ll die on him that says so but yourself.
I will fight anyone who says so unless it's you saying it.
I'd argue with anyone who said that except if you're the one saying it.
id fight anyone saying that but u
That you are welcome?
That I am welcome?
That you're welcome?
im welcome
That you are worthless.
That you lack value.
That you're beneath you.
ur not good enough
Madam, my lord your father would speak with you.
Madam, my lord your father wants to speak with you.
Madam, your father wants to talk to you.
ur dad wants u
I wait upon his pleasure.
I am ready to do what he wants.
I'll go see what he needs.
ill go
Come, Sir Thurio,
Go with me.—Once more, new servant, welcome.
I’ll leave you to confer of home affairs;
When you have done, we look to hear from you.
Come, Sir Thurio, go with me. Once again, new servant, welcome. I'll leave you to discuss matters from home; when you've finished, we look forward to hearing from you.
Come on, Sir Thurio, let's go. And welcome again, new servant. You two can talk about what's going on back home, and when you're done we'll want to hear what you have to say.
come sir thurio let's go new servant welcome talk about home stuff we wanna hear from u after
We’ll both attend upon your ladyship.
We will both attend to you, madam.
We're both here to help you, madam.
were here 4 u
Now, tell me, how do all from whence you came?
Now, tell me, how is everyone from where you came?
So tell me, how's everyone doing back home?
how's everyone back home
Your friends are well and have them much commended.
Your friends are well and send you their regards.
Everyone's doing great and they send you their best.
everyones good they say hi
And how do yours?
And how are your people?
How about your family and friends?
ur ppl good
I left them all in health.
Everyone was in good health when I departed.
When I left, they were all doing great.
they were all good bye
How does your lady? And how thrives your love?
How is your lady? And how is your love life doing?
How's your girlfriend doing? How's that love thing working out?
hows ur lady howd love go
My tales of love were wont to weary you;
I know you joy not in a love-discourse.
My stories about love used to bore you; I know you don't enjoy talk of romance.
I know my love stories used to put you to sleep—you never enjoyed hearing about that stuff.
u hate love talk i know
Ay, Proteus, but that life is altered now.
I have done penance for contemning Love,
Whose high imperious thoughts have punished me
With bitter fasts, with penitential groans,
With nightly tears, and daily heart-sore sighs;
For in revenge of my contempt of love,
Love hath chased sleep from my enthralled eyes
And made them watchers of mine own heart’s sorrow.
O gentle Proteus, Love’s a mighty lord,
And hath so humbled me as I confess
There is no woe to his correction,
Nor to his service no such joy on earth.
Now, no discourse, except it be of love;
Now can I break my fast, dine, sup, and sleep
Upon the very naked name of love.
Yes, Proteus, but my life is different now. I have paid the price for scorning love, and love has punished me with long fasts, sorrowful prayers, tears at night, and sad sighs during the day. In revenge for my contempt of love, love has stolen sleep from my eyes and made them watch over my own heartbreak. Love is a powerful force, Proteus, and it has humbled me so that I must admit there is no suffering equal to love's correction, and no joy on earth equal to love's service. Now I can only talk of love. Now I can barely eat, sleep, or do anything but think of love.
Yeah, Proteus, but I've changed completely. I paid for making fun of love—it's destroyed me. I don't eat, I pray constantly, I cry at night, I sigh all day. Love has stolen my sleep and made my eyes just watch my own misery. Love is this powerful thing, man, and it's broken me so completely that I have to admit there's no pain worse than what love does to you, and no happiness better than serving love. Now I can't talk about anything but love. I can barely eat or sleep or do anything except live for love.
i was wrong bout love its destroying me man no sleep no food just love thats all i want now
Enough; I read your fortune in your eye.
Was this the idol that you worship so?
Enough; I can see your fate in your eyes. Was this the woman you worship so much?
Okay, okay; I can see where this is going just by looking at you. Is she the one you worship?
i can see it in ur eyes thats the one
Even she; and is she not a heavenly saint?
Yes, she is; and is she not a beautiful saint?
Yeah, and isn't she like a perfect angel?
yeah shes perfect
No, but she is an earthly paragon.
No, but she is an earthly beauty without equal.
No, she's just a perfect human being.
shes just perfect human
Call her divine.
Call her divine.
call her divine.
call her divine.
I will not flatter her.
I refuse to exaggerate her qualities.
I'm going to be honest about her, not blow her up.
wont sugarcoat it
O, flatter me, for love delights in praises.
Please do flatter me, because love enjoys being praised.
Come on, flatter me, because love feeds on compliments.
flatter me lol love likes it
When I was sick, you gave me bitter pills,
And I must minister the like to you.
When I was sick, you gave me bitter medicine, and I must give you the same.
When I was sick, you gave me harsh medicine, so now I have to do the same for you.
u gave me bitter pills im doing same
Then speak the truth by her; if not divine,
Yet let her be a principality,
Sovereign to all the creatures on the earth.
Then tell the truth about her: if she's not divine, let her at least be a supreme ruler, the sovereign over all creatures on earth.
Then be truthful: if she's not a goddess, fine, but let her at least be the supreme ruler of everything on earth.
shes a queen of earth at least
Except my mistress.
Except my mistress.
except my mistress.
except my mistress.
Sweet, except not any,
Except thou wilt except against my love.
Sweet friend, don't make any exceptions, unless you want to make an exception against my love.
Don't exclude anyone, unless you want to start excluding my love.
no exceptions unless bout my love
Have I not reason to prefer mine own?
Do I not have reason to prefer my own love?
Don't I have the right to favor my own girlfriend?
i can like mine better
And I will help thee to prefer her too:
She shall be dignified with this high honour,
To bear my lady’s train, lest the base earth
Should from her vesture chance to steal a kiss,
And, of so great a favour growing proud,
Disdain to root the summer-swelling flower
And make rough winter everlastingly.
And I will help you prefer her too: She will be honored with this great privilege, to carry my lady's train, so that the base earth should never from her clothes happen to steal a kiss, And, growing too arrogant from such great favor, refuse to root the summer-swelling flowers and make rough winter last forever.
And look, I'll help you appreciate her too: She gets the honor of carrying my lady's train, because the earth itself can't be allowed to touch her dress. If it did, it would get so full of itself that it would stop growing flowers and make it winter all year.
ill help u love her more she carries my ladys train so earth can't touch her or it'll wreck everything
Why, Valentine, what braggartism is this?
Why, Valentine, what boasting is this?
Valentine, what's all this bragging?
y u bragging val
Pardon me, Proteus, all I can is nothing
To her, whose worth makes other worthies nothing;
She is alone.
Forgive me, Proteus, everything I could do is nothing compared to her worth, which makes every other worthy thing seem like nothing. She stands alone.
Forgive me, Proteus, anything I can do is worthless next to her. She's so perfect she makes everyone else look bad. She's just by herself.
sorry shes better than everything shes alone at the top
Then let her alone.
Then leave her alone.
Then just leave her be.
leave her alone
Not for the world! Why, man, she is mine own,
And I as rich in having such a jewel
As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl,
The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.
Forgive me that I do not dream on thee,
Because thou seest me dote upon my love.
My foolish rival, that her father likes
Only for his possessions are so huge,
Is gone with her along, and I must after,
For love, thou know’st, is full of jealousy.
Never! She is mine, and I'm as rich owning such a jewel as I would be owning twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, their water nectar, and their rocks pure gold. Forgive me for ignoring you, because I'm obsessed with my love. My foolish rival, who is only liked because he's so wealthy, went with her, and I must follow because love is jealous and jealous people must watch.
No way! She's mine, and having her is like owning twenty oceans full of pearls and gold. Sorry I'm ignoring you—I'm totally obsessed with her. That stupid Thurio, who only matters because he's rich, went with her, and I have to follow because love makes you paranoid and jealous.
never shes mine im crazy bout her shes worth oceans of gold thurio went w her im following love = jealousy
But she loves you?
So she does feel love for you?
So she's actually in love with you then?
u got her love
Ay, and we are betrothed; nay more, our marriage hour,
With all the cunning manner of our flight,
Determined of: how I must climb her window,
The ladder made of cords, and all the means
Plotted and ’greed on for my happiness.
Good Proteus, go with me to my chamber,
In these affairs to aid me with thy counsel.
Yes, and we are engaged. In fact, the time and place of our wedding are already set, along with all the secret details of how we'll escape together. I know exactly how to climb her window using a rope ladder, and every step of the plan has been worked out and agreed on for my happiness. Good Proteus, come to my room and help me think through these arrangements with your advice.
Yeah, and we're officially engaged. Plus we've already scheduled the wedding, figured out exactly how we're going to run away together, planned out how I'm going to climb up to her window with a rope ladder, and worked out every single detail to make this happen. Come to my place, Proteus, and help me work through all this—I could use your advice.
shes betrothed to me wedding planned out im climbing her window with a rope ladder help me plan it out
Go on before; I shall enquire you forth.
I must unto the road to disembark
Some necessaries that I needs must use,
And then I’ll presently attend you.
You go first; I'll find you later. I need to go to the dock to pick up some things I need, and then I'll be right there with you.
Go ahead, I'll catch up with you in a bit. I've got to hit the docks and grab some stuff I need, and then I'll be right there.
go ahead im hitting the docks ill meet u soon
Will you make haste?
Will you hurry?
Can you make it quick?
be fast tho
I will.
I will.
i will.
i will.
Even as one heat another heat expels,
Or as one nail by strength drives out another,
So the remembrance of my former love
Is by a newer object quite forgotten.
Is it mine eye, or Valentine’s praise,
Her true perfection, or my false transgression,
That makes me reasonless to reason thus?
She is fair; and so is Julia that I love—
That I did love, for now my love is thawed,
Which like a waxen image ’gainst a fire
Bears no impression of the thing it was.
Methinks my zeal to Valentine is cold,
And that I love him not as I was wont.
O, but I love his lady too too much,
And that’s the reason I love him so little.
How shall I dote on her with more advice
That thus without advice begin to love her?
’Tis but her picture I have yet beheld,
And that hath dazzled my reason’s light;
But when I look on her perfections,
There is no reason but I shall be blind.
If I can check my erring love, I will;
If not, to compass her I’ll use my skill.
Just as one heat drives out another heat, or as one nail drives out another nail through force, so my memory of my former love for Julia is completely replaced by this new person. Is it what my eyes see, or Valentine's praise of her, or her genuine beauty, or my own betrayal that makes me think so unreasonably? She is beautiful; and Julia, whom I loved—well, whom I did love, because now my love has melted away like a wax figure that has lost its shape in fire. It seems my devotion to Valentine is cooling, and I don't love him as I once did. But I love his lady far too much, and that's why I love him so little now. How can I be more careful about pursuing her when I've already begun loving her so recklessly? I've only seen her picture, and that alone has blinded my reason; but when I see her real perfections, I can't help but be completely blinded. If I can control this wrong love, I will; if I can't, I'll use all my skill to win her.
One heat pushes out another heat just like one nail drives out another one—and the same way, I've completely forgotten my love for Julia and replaced it with this new feeling. Was it what I saw, or what Valentine said about her, or just how beautiful she is, or my own betrayal that made me think like this? She's gorgeous, and Julia was beautiful too—the girl I loved, I mean the girl I used to love, but now that's all melted away. I'm losing my care for Valentine, and I don't feel about him the way I used to. The problem is I love his lady way too much, and that's exactly why Valentine doesn't matter to me anymore. How am I supposed to be smart about this when I've already fallen for her without thinking? I've only seen her picture and it's already messed with my head, but when I actually see her face, I'm going to be completely lost. If I can stop this wrong feeling, I will; but if I can't, I'm going to do everything I can to get her.
one nail drives out another just like i forgot julia for this girl she's so beautiful julia was too but i dont care anymore im losing it for valentine becuz i love his lady WAY too much ive only seen her picture im already blind if i cant stop this im using every skill to get her
The Reckoning
This scene turns the play from a light comedy of wit into a story of betrayal, and it ends with Proteus deciding to steal his best friend's beloved. It opens with sparkling nonsense, as Valentine outwits the dim, wealthy Thurio. Then Valentine builds Proteus up to the Duke, begs Silvia to welcome him, and hands him every secret, including the rope ladder. Notice Proteus's short, guarded replies: he refuses to call Silvia divine, then invents an errand so he can be alone. His closing soliloquy is brutally honest. One love drives out another 'as one nail by strength drives out another', and he chooses skill over conscience. Valentine has handed his friend the weapon without knowing it.
If this happened today…
Your oldest friend moves to your city, and you can't stop talking him up to everyone, including your new girlfriend. At dinner you gush about her all night, then pull him aside and tell him the big secret: you're planning to propose, and her disapproving dad can't find out. He nods, says he needs to grab something from his car, and promises to meet you later. Alone in the parking lot, he admits to himself that he's forgotten his own long-distance girlfriend. He wants yours, and he's already working out how to get her.