[Elizabeth laughs as she cuts Gai a piece of the cake.] There aren't any details to share! Sometimes I just enjoy romantic thoughts, you know. Like... hm...

[She tries to get the words back into order as she slides the cake onto the plate and picks up a fork.]

Oh! A gentle kiss upon titian satin shoulders, you to stir ever so slightly…eyes flutter, cascading from dream to dream.

[She smiles and holds out a strawberry on the end of a fork for Gai to eat.] Sometimes I feel like I'm reading about us falling in love, even if they're poems written for someone else entirely.