They are walking down the street late in the evening at the end of a lovely picnic spent together in the city. Their hostel is some miles away from the city’s sunset boulevard, and on this busy road where men measure the length of the city in pragmatic parades, she says, "we should visit the movie house in our next outings and complete the series on the Adventures". The night is not theirs to script since both of them must return home before it gets darker: strolling hand in hand, with graceful strides of feet and fun, their mind stretching into moments of ecstasy. "We had a nice time today", she says with a soft voice that echoes with the sounds of birds hovering around the sky. "Tomorrow awaits the birth of another sun" He whispers into the air, the smile on her face illuminating his countenance with sparkles of love.