I'm at some sort of restaurant or bar. An employee there is a really pretty girl, sort of French looking. She's sitting in a corner in a sort of booth, resting, and I come up to her.

She says that she loves me, and asks me if I love her too. I tell her of course I do. I'm surprised that she would be attracted to me, she being so pretty, and I'm worried about telling her that I love her because I know I'm just smitten with her because she's pretty and soon I will probably be bored with her. She wants to go away somewhere, but I think things are better just like they are.