“For some magical reason I cannot say ‘no’ tonight when you call me ‘love’ with this charming British accent of yours.”

“I wish I had this intelligence in Paris. Then I would have escaped the heartbreaking ‘no’. Would the answer be any different if I asked you tonight?”

She laughed so sincerely.

“Don’t push you luck that far. There is not enough magic in the world to make me change my mind.”

He looked overwhelmingly sad again.

“Will you at least keep the car?”

“Of course, I will. But don’t be too excited. I have my own evil reasoning behind it.”

He looked happier now.

“Would you mind sharing your evil mastermind thoughts?”

“What kind of love of your life would I be if I don’t take the car? Your parents wouldn’t beleive it. And then they would not bother you till the end of eternity for losing such a wonderful girl.”

“I have enough time till the end of eternity to make you somehow change your mind.”

He sounded very serious about it. She laughed and kissed him good-bye softly.

“You are such an optimiste at times that you overestimate your persvasive powers.”

“Let’s go, love, you need some more rest before a new busy day begins.”

She followed him quietly.