[ When he's at the door, he raps his knuckles against the frame. Then he says in a rush, ] Hi, Maya, can I come in? Hey, great, thanks.

[ He walks into the room again and sits down next to her. He hesitates once more-- but risking embarrassment is far, far better than letting Maya feel snubbed, so he comes to a quick decision. This time he takes her hand, and he's completely earnest when he speaks. ]

I found your gift, and I really, really liked it. I've listened to it, like, four times so far, and it's so much like you, so of course I was gonna like it. But I'm neurotic and couldn't say that the first time around because I thought it'd be weird.