Angela takes one of the pieces from him and reverses it, snapping together a shelf. "Um." She says, a little flustered. "Is everything okay? I feel like other than New Years -- which was amazing -- we've been kind of ... not together all that much, lately. And, like, you kiss my cheek all the time, which is fine, but ... I don't know. Not boyfriendish, y'know? I guess I just want to know if we're still good."