LYDIE (Still looking at the city): Cuz I don't want to live stuff I lived in the past too...
He stands up and walk toward her.
DJEFF: May be if I do this it will help.
He gently hug her from the back.
LYDIE: You smell good.
DJEFF: Thanks. That's all you have to say ?
LYDIE: And your voice is not that bad...
She drop her hands on his arms.
DJEFF: Little secret, don't laugh. I did a sort of prayer years ago, and I said my criterias. You curiously look like that.
LYDIE: Stop it... are you a prayer guy ? I mean a believer or something ?
DJEFF: No. I was drunk in reality. But it was a sincere complain to the one who manage souls and stuff...Anyways...
LYDIE: To tell you the truth, Im starting to feel a weird cheezy thing for you. I can't really control it. For real.
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