I'm at a featureless restaurant, with no decorations or distinguishing features. The walls are white, the table is white, my three companions are wearing all white, everything is white except my own clothing, which are something like I would normally wear. There is nothing else in the room except whiteness.

My date is sitting across from me, and to my left is another girl, who is apparently a waitress. Maybe she works at this restaurant. It's time for dessert, and she has a piece of banana drenched in some sweet sauce. I request from my friend who is the waitress that I and my date would also like one of these bananas, but without the sauce. She complains that she doesn't want to get up and go get that; I laugh and respond that I was just teasing, I just said we wanted special ones to make her get up, and if she'd rather, she can just give us a piece of hers. I remark that an actual waiter hasn't come to our table in a long time.

I realize that I've been speaking for my date, who might want something else, but she doesn't seem to mind. The waitress girl slices off a few pieces of her banana dessert and gives them to each of us.

I think this is a different scene, where I'm under a table. Hiding from something? I don't know. But there is a pretty girl hiding under there with me, and she seems to be putting herself closer to me than really necessary, as if baiting me to kiss her. So I do.