Beautiful like a song

[Christine Daye]

Christine waves a hand negligently.

"...oh... I've forgotten... it's not important anyway... one of those phrases like saying about someone failing to stand to the occasion... or whatever that saying is..."

She waves a finger at him in mock admonishment.

"You've broken the chain now... you didn't say 'tell me'... I think that means that I win..."

[Regulus Grey]

With a dramatic flourish, Regulus bows low to Christine. His teeth flash as he grins broadly.

"I do believe you have won this night at least Ms Melody."

He rises

"Shall we begin once more, or is that the end of it for this night?"

[Christine Daye]

Christine smiles.

"I think that we should start heading back to the theatre at least... but that does not mean the conversation should cease... I think that it is up to you to choose the topic though..."

[Regulus Grey]

Regulus nods, slowly turning to face back towards the Theatre.

"Hmm...a new topic of conversation. I'll avoid politics I think...rather too heavy a conversation for tonight..."

He hums

"Tell me, if you could only sing or play your harp which would you pick?"

[Christine Daye]

Her response is immediate and unequivocal.

"Sing."

"Tell me... if you had to choose between raven and wolf?"

[Regulus Grey]

A pause for a split second, then

"Raven. The ability to fly is without equal."

He sighs

"Tell me, would you prefer to spend your days in the countryside or in cities?"

[Christine Daye]

"...cities for my audience... the countryside for my music... but the sea.... that is where my blood yearns... "

"Tell me... summer or winter?"

[Regulus Grey]

"Winter."

He glances up

"Tell me, assuming it were still possible..day or night?"

[Christine Daye]

"Day. For I am sunlight and always will be!"

She laughs, full of joy, eyes shining with love.

"Tell me... chocolate or vanilla?"

[Regulus Grey]

"Vanilla most certainly."

He smiles

"Tell me, grass or sand?"