I used to be around difficult to love men. Quite frequently. The ones that did love them usually did so quite loudly and stubbornly, even if they were fewer than most.

[He rises from his place, dusting himself off.] However I am not much in the mood to spare the man in the hallway much affection. Is it alright if I wait a few minutes to step out. My heart is still ba-dumm dumm dumm [He uses the German onomatopoeia of a heart beating.]