Bumping this elderly thread.
Yesterday, I was at a coffeehouse that I regularly frequent. A geeky couple walk through the door; both big and doughy, with the man wearing a fedora and speaking in a deviated septum-inflected voice. They sit down on a couch, begin a conversation about anime, and within five minutes they’re both going to town. With loud slurping and moaning noises
I’ve never seen patrons of that coffee shop make out there until now. Hugs, pecks, and the like, of course, but not the “hey, get a room!” kind of PDA, even among the high school students that drop in.