Express train to nowhere

Confidential to the man smashed up against on the uptown #6 this evening:

I'm flattered that, although we've never met face-to-face, you so obviously already have feelings for me. You've touched me in a way most never have, and it's clear your affections are hard...core. But it could never work between us; we're just too different. I like showering and brushing my teeth and I'd never dream of forcing my interests on you. That's never good for fragile, new relationships like ours.

And so, I bid you farewell. If I don't get off here, I'm certain that by 125th Street, we'll have ended badly. Best to do it on a good note.