Not quite right
Walden is meeting with his protege, Rodolphus.
Rodolphus asked, "Is there something wrong, Waldo?"
Walden sighed. "Yes, it's your execution skills."
Rodolphus muttered, "I'm not good at it, am I?"
Walden nodded and said, "You're not quite right for the job, but I'm desperately trying to teach you for the Dark Lord."
Rodolphus stood up and frowned. "It's alright, I knew that I was never going to be any good at it. I will just leave you alone." He started walking towards the door.
Walden put a hand in front of him and stated, "Don't go, the Dark... No, I need you, Rod."
Rodolphus gasped. "Y-You do?"
Walden smiled. "What I meant to say earlier was that you're not quite right for the job of excecuting, but you're perfect for the equally important job of my assistant."
Rodolphus smirked. "Why would you need an assistant?"
Walden chuckled. "Take it or leave it. I'm fairly sure that he won't be too pleased if you just walk away from your special assignment." He went on, "Besides, I don't think that I could bare it if you left. I l-l-l..."
Rodolphus suggested, "Love me?"
Walden mumbled, "Yeah, that's the word I was trying to say."
Rodolphus grinned. "I love you too."