"Don't you love the feel of the grass between your cloven hooves? ...Or toes I guess, in your case. Sorry, I've been this way so long it just feels natural to talk that way...god, has it been years, now? Time flies...a whirlwind of worries and doubts that eventually give way to acceptance. Wasn't that long ago I'd have been too self-conscious to proposition you. Now? If you say no, I'll just rub one out right here in front of you, no skin off my snout. Let me know either way.
Seriously, this grass, though...I could lay here all day."