"It's been a bit cloudy, hasn't it?"
"Oh yes, he says. But the sun always comes out again."
"But I still want to be kissed sometime."
More awkward silence from John.
Sim-Handler: Well John, if you didn't want her to talk about this sort of thing, you shouldn't be giving her money shots in your pj's.
John finally addresses the situation. He crosses his legs.
"One day you'll find a boy to kiss."
"Someone your own age"
"In the city"
Without another word, Janet gets up and leaves.
Sim-Handler: Nice one John. You handled that well... So now who are you going to talk to? Hmmm?
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