'I--!'

Ari tenses up and initially tries to back out of it, but then they make contact, and Ari's mind freezes. 

He feels stuck in the moment for minutes, his brain awashed with feelings and memories. His autistic mind has no idea how to process what's going on; are his feelings that are developing [i]just now[/i] even real or are they fake and is he just crazy and needs to get out and live on a farm for the rest of his life or --

As they briefly kiss, the door opens and a man walks in. Blue shirt and a black tie, jeans, dress shoes. The man stands bewildered for a moment, before shouting angrily in a thick stereotypical New York accent --

"I-- Ari, what the [i]fuck [/i] are you doing?! We've been searching [i]the entire god damn place[/i] for you, and you're [i]fucking making out with her[/i]? I--" 

"If you're not out in five minutes I'm going to fucking ream your ass. Shit man." The man leaves the room as quickly as he entered, slamming the door.