[Everything that Newt was about to say is completely derailed when Len mentions Hermann, and he suddenly goes on the defensive.]

--Hermann!? My boyfriend? Are you kidding me! He hates me--we hate each other! He's totally not my boyfriend, wow! I mean, sure he's like, the only intelectual I can actually have a decent debate with, and his early papers were a fucking delight to read--better than his later stuff!--and I admire him and stuff doesn't mean I wanna date him!!

[SURE NEWT. SURE.]