I mean, he’s cute and doesn’t necessarily have bad taste in either shoes or bottled water, but the pants? The hair? The coat? I just don’t know, guys. I’m not sure I buy that this is anything more than the best friend who’s in love with his best friend but doesn’t have a chance because his best friend is oblivious to anything that her best friend does when it comes to romance. Friends. I just don’t see Emma shacking up with a guy that wears brand-new-off-the-shelf red pants, complete with pocket creases. Could you just imagine how they’d look on the floor of her bedroom? This guy doesn’t take his pants off, he probably steps away from them instead. The bastards’d be standing up on their own.
Anyway, I guess what I’m trying to say in the nicest way possible is that I give Emma a lot more credit than this. If you want to go furry-rogue, Emma, why not try for Taylor Lautner? He’s cute, he’s just about your age, and he’d look a lot better in no pants than in brand-new red pants. Give it a shot for us, huh girl?