Steven: "By the way, you haven't told me your name yet."
Emily: "I am Emily and sorry I was rude to you earlier."
Steven: "That's fine, I understand. You are going through a rough phase but it will pass. I am sure the
future must be having roses for you."
Emily: "Not sure about the roses but I sure about the thorns."
Steven: "What are you planning to call your daughter?"
Emily: "Ella, you know Ella was the name of my favorite doll. When I was a kid I used to spend hours
talking to her."
Steven: "That's indeed a cute name."
Emily: "Don't you think I am slut?"
Steven: "Why will I think that?"
Emily: "Because I don't even know who is the father of my daughter."
Steven: "I am not judging you because something may have happened to you and you are definitely not
obligated to tell me that."
Emily: "That's kind of you. So tell me who is there in your home."
Steven: "My mother Estella, my father Alex, and my wife Clara."
Emily: "You are engaged."
Steven: "You say that with suspicion."
Emily: "Oh I am sorry, but you look so young."
Steven: "I met Clara when I was five. We became friends, then best friends, then lovers. I know it will
sound crazy but when I first met her in kindergarten I asked her to marry me and she was like ``no
Steven, we are just kids."
Emily: "That's not crazy, that's cute."
Steven: "You think that."
Emily: "Yeah I do. I think that people who find love are really very lucky because love is the rarest gem."
Steven: "I am sure someday you will also find a man who will love you more than anything and will wipe
away all the sorrows from your life."
Emily: "I doubt that."