“I’ve never met anyone like you.” I told her. The lighting changed from blue to green. “You’re like a girl from an Indie movie.” I was trying to dance, but I wasn't as smooth as she was.
She smiled. “Yeah? Well then what does that make you?”
The lighting changed to pink. “You tell me. You seem to know everything.”
“It’s called assuming competence. I know nothing.”
“Maybe this is all a dream!” she exclaimed. “Who knows. Will we ever know?”
“Probably not.” She winked. “That’s why we dance.”
The lighting changed from pink to red.