Glancing over at Myeol Mang, she asks,
"What is this a dream?"
He flashes a sly grin, a deep dimple shows in one cheek, agrees, "Yeah."
She looks around, smiling, whispers,
"Wow…well you would never take me to somewhere like this in real life."
Mildly hurt by her words, shakes his head,
"You worded it weirdly."
She retorted,
"You said you don't eat or sleep."
Smiling, he says,
"But because of you, I am eating and sleeping right now."
Several waiters and waitresses arrived carrying elegant square china plates, with thinly cut steaks and bowls of salad.
Dong Kyung sighs happily, looks over at Myeol Mang, says,
"Hey, even if I eat inside my dream, I can still taste it, right? If I eat in my dream, I won't gain weight. Right?"
He asks,
"Are you happy?"
Smiling widely, bright eyed, she says,
"No, how nice would it be if we did this in real life?"
Grinning mysteriously, says,
"There are somethings that are only possible here."
Just at those magical words, a faintest chiming sound, Dong Kyung glances around, expectation floods her heart, knowing he has more surprises in store in this magical dream….