when he got to my head , i was a warm , sleepy noodle in his arms . of course , its scary for all of us in the business . i felt him ready to refuse , but somehow , his hand found its way to mine . it happens when you meet someone and seem to know everything about him , although you met just five minutes ago . her father pulled away and framed her shoulders in his big hands . and none of the machines have written him off yet . 