What, and yours don't? [She scoffs a bit at the very idea.] Okay I guess it'd be more your hands than feet maybe if you're making clothes and stuff.

[She's about ready to steal his hat if he won't look at her...]

Ah, well...

[She doesn't have a good comeback for that at all. She blushes a little, and then a little more when he finally looks up at her again. He looks so happy and she really does like it when her friends are happy - especially after he put so much effort into today. She's willing to keep up the topic change in lieu of a compliment olympics that apparently Forrest just won.]

Mm, have you tried giving him a massage like this? I bet you'd become his favorite right away.