"I love Miami. I wish we could visit here more often!" sighed Cersei.
"It's alright, I'm just glad we were able to go on spring break together again," replied Jaime.
"Only alright? Miami has the best beaches in the world. I'm going to move here one day," commented Cersei.
"Casterly rock has the best beaches in the world," argued Jaime.
"That's a beach, not beaches!"
"Still, it's home and we have so many fond memories there. It will always be my favorite beach."
"Well, I'm not so sure it is mine. Though I do have many fond memories. Like all those times we made giant sandcastles together, or the times we played hide and seek. There were so many caves to hide in! You hardly ever managed to find me."
"What's your favorite memory?," he asked.
Cersei thought for a moment before replying, "It was that time when we were eleven and we spent all day on the shores. We were collecting seashells and you found the biggest and prettiest one. I was so jealous...I had wished I had found it myself! But, then you gave it to me and told me it was a present for being the prettiest girl in all of Westeros."