"Who will marry me? No one wants a girl who is not a virgin." "I will. I'll marry you." "Ma non posso sposarti." "And why can't you marry me?" "Perche sei pazzo!" "And why am I crazy?" "Perche vuoi sposarmi." "Because I want to marry you. Carina, ti amo," he explained, and he drew her gently back down to the pillow. "Te amo molto." "Tu sei pazzo," she murmured in reply, flattered. "Perche?" "Because you say you love me. How can you love a girl who is not a virgin?" "Because I can't marry you." She bolted right up again in a threatening rage. "Why can't you marry me?" she demanded, ready to clout him again if he gave an uncomplimentary reply. "Just because I am not a virgin?" "No, no darling. Because you're crazy."