This morning I woke up with a Falkie and a Fey-Fey on my bed. She was trying real hard to get his attention and he was trying very hard to get mine. So I petted him and wanted to pet her, but she wasn't interested. Meanwhile she'd crawled so close to him that he was starting to slap her lightly, which she of course reciprocated...and so a game of footsie was held on my bed.

When he finally decided to go to the living room, she again, followed suit and went with. He jumped on the window sill and she decided to meanwhile get some food (she doesn't dare to jump up there yet). He came down to go drink something, she immediately followed, but got stared down when she wanted to drink simultaneously. So she waited her turn till he was done, passing the time with secretively sniffing his ass. Then it was her turn, but that didn't last long since Auntie Lulu who doesn't feel very auntie just yet, hissed her off again. Fey was polite and greeted her properly, but Lulu was not to be swayed. She even sat next to the water fountain in an uncomfortable position so she could drink while keeping an eye on Fey who disappeared in to the back rooms again.

I'd say this is a tragic story which is known to mankind in many versions:

Cinderella version includes a knight in shining armor on a white horse (Falkie), a poor damsel from the gutter in need of much rescuing (Fey) and an angry witch keeping them appart (Lulu)

Translated to human reality: 16 year old falls head over heels for a 24 year old who doesn't know how to handle it so he just hopes it goes away with a disapproving mother to-be-in-law in the middle :P