Later today, as I sat deep in a programming trance, I felt a resounding WHACK! to the back of my chair. I spun around with claws out, ready to tear out some throats, to find Darkside grinning at me.
I think he'll learn to not break me out of programming trance like that. He could have broken my trance far more effectively in a way I'd much more like simply by walking close up behind me and placing his hands on my shoulders. I wouldn't kill him for that. I might be a little grouched, if it'd been something serious I was working on, but I wouldn't turn on him with claws fully deployed and lunatic face on.
As regards romance, I think it's safe to say that direct romance must wait; the indirect games continue.