I’m telling you, you did the right thing. I’m actually quite guilty of the opposite. When I lived in LA I dated a screenwriter chickie who had like 3 greenlighted scripts by that time. I’m so unambitious that she got suspicious and asked me, “What do you WANT…I mean really want from me? Do you want me to make contacts for you, set you up with meetings? What? WHAT?” When I stroked her hair and said, “Want? What do I want? Nothing like that. I’m just enjoying this relationship,” she stormed out the door. The next time I saw her, from afar at a party, she was bald. Just kidding, she did cut her hair though. And I mean she cut it. When she got home. She called me and told me how she panicked, because she thought I must be lying. We got back together and she soon realized she couldn’t handle my seeming lack of ambition.