Peter: I’ve been thinking about you
Dorothy: Sweet
Peter: I’d like to see you
Dorothy: Now?
Dorothy: It’s 11 p.m.
Dorothy: I’m going to sleep.
Peter: That’s a shame
Dorothy: You don’t talk to me for weeks and late Saturday evening suddenly you remember about my existence
Dorothy: If you want to fuck you need to try harder hun ;-)
Peter is texting Dorothy at 11 p.m. on Saturday after not talking to her for weeks, and she reckons he needs to try harder if he wants to go to bed with her.