'Not So Small Talk' Part 1

HIM: So. You're a hider. 
HER: Excuse me?
HIM: You hide. You like to hide yourself. 
HER: What makes you think so?
HIM: Oh, please. It's written all over your face. And body. You almost fooled me for being a foot shorter. Not to mention your bangs cover about 80% of your face. And - I bet not many notice this - but your natural speaking voice is an octave lower. You are raising your pitch, and something tells me it's for a reason. 
HER: Hm. Lots of interesting theories you have there. 
HIM: Interesting as in... correct?
HER: Interesting as in interesting. 
HIM: Someone once told me the subtext for interesting is 'boring.' 
HER: Well, that someone wasn't me. 
HIM: Huh. True. When I come to think of it, that someone was boring.
HER: Someone once told me that only boring people get bored. 
HIM: Hm. Interesting. 
          (Beat)
          Now I see why you hide. 
HER: Oh. And why is that?
HIM: Not out of shyness, but out of smartness. That, and the fact that you're a public figure and everybody knows something about you since you were a child.  
HER: Hm. I guess I wasn't hiding very well after all. 
HIM: Oh, you were. But I know those cheek bones of yours better than my own. I had a poster of you in my bedroom as a kid. 
HER: Ouch. I'm sorry. 
HIM: I'm not!
HER: Don't tell me... Revenge of the Teen Spirit? 
HIM: Bingo. It moved with me to four different homes. Always by the bed. 
HER: So you went to sleep with me every night. 
HIM: I... um, I. Guess you could say so.
HER: Now I see how come you know so much about hiding. You are a hider yourself.