How do you want it?

I actually had this conversation in a bar last night after the where are you from, what do you do exchange with a very handsome, young twenty-something Brazilian:

Him: "American girls are really funny."
Me: "Really? Why?"
Him: "Because they always pretend they don't want something they really want."
Me: "Oh yeah? And what is that?"
Him: "You're pretending you don't know why I'm talking to you."
Me: "Am I?"
Him: "You know we made eye contact earlier and I think you're good looking and you think I'm good looking."
Me: "Ok. I'm not denying that."
Him (pulling me in really closely): "Then why fight it if you want me."
Me: "Well South American men have a way different approach than a lot of American men. Sometimes the blunt in your face-ness is a little overwhelming."
Him: "Have you ever kissed a Brazilian?"
Me: "Yes."
Him (obviously realizing that question backfired): "And what did you think?"
Me: "I thought it was great."
Him: "You are still pretending you don't want what you want, it's like a game with you American girls."
Me (grabbing his face and going in for it): "You mean that I want this?"
We kiss for a moment. I think to myself that it's not so spectacular, and decide it is indeed what I don't want.
Him: "Well...?"
Me: "Thank you."
Him: "Thank you? That's a weird thing to say."
Me: "Yes, thank you. Now I know what I want."
Pause
Him: "I knew you would come around."
Me: "Yes. I want to go find my friends. Thank you again."
Befuddlement as I found my posse and continued dancing.