K: I love Waleed so much.
A: I know, he's great.
K: He's my little asian.
A: Your little what?
K: angel, what do you think I said?
K: I said angel. . . I think . . . maybe the fasting got to my head.
A: Maybe you did say angel and the sleep deprivation got to my head.
K: I guess both statements are true though. He's an angel. And he is Asian.
A: He's our angelic little Asian.