'Clark? … Clark!'
'Hmm?'
'I nearly died. You haven't been listening to a word I've said,' complained Chloe, 'have you?'
Clark began to focus on the real world. He and Chloe were sitting in the Talon, but for a moment he felt like he'd been somewhere else. His head felt fuzzy, as if his brains had been replaced with cotton wool. To cover his befuddlement he decided to ask what the music was that was playing over the PA.
And then he changed his mind.
Instead, he gazed across the table at Chloe and listened to the music.
'You're all I want, you're all I need.
You're everything. Everything.
'And how can I stand here with you,
And not be moved by you?
'Would you tell me,
How could it be, any better…
'Any better than this?'
Indeed, thought Clark. He was feeling better already.