Max looks at her dubiously, "Heart shaped? Hell nah. These secondary sex characteristics are of the manhood. I'm all man. Just so you know. Maybe there's not a lot to me on the surface, Doctor-- uh? Nurse? Are you a nurse?-- but let me assure you: these waters run deep."

He throws in a little ghetto gesture at the "deep" part, fist pounding against his chest.

When his bravado wanes, though, he twitches and says, "What's a chromosonal rubdown? [beat] I mean, 'rundown'?"