Jean-Luc looked around as the castle and fjords rendered around him. It was now autumn, and the late afternoon sun was hovering low on the horizon.
Elsa emerged from the castle. "Good afternoon, Jean-Luc," she smiled, reaching out her hand.
Jean-Luc kissed it. "Elsa, how are you doing?"
"Very well," she said. "You're just in time to join us for dinner, and you can stay longer, if you like?"
"Oh?" he asked. He couldn't remember how he had left certain settings on this program.
"Yes, we have quite a few guest bedrooms."
"That sounds lovely," he said, brushing away disappointment.