He blushed when I joked and said word "pssy" and also got frustrated when he read Jesenin to me and I wasn't that interested. Then we finally sat and ate. He commented how his mother does it better. But he also ate pretty much everything. Then all of the sudden he stood up and said "now we should kiss and cuddle". Of course not. I offered to wash the dishes. He didn't even help. I felt sorry for him the entire time, that's why I just didn't leave.