"Do you think that I am a man lacking with looks?" Sabrina ignores his question and focuses on wiping the glass window of the restaurant"You think I am very ordinary? I have had many experiences. Ladies go gaga over me when they see me." Sabrina scoffs while she keeps wiping the glass window "Come on! You have to admit that I am no better than a prince."
"Okay stop, what brought that up?" She faces him and leaves the wet cloth to a side. He scratches his chiseled face before looking back at Sabrina.
"You think of me someone very ordinary."
"And what's wrong with that?" She raises an eyebrow at him, accusingly.
"I mean, there is nothing wrong with that but you should have ended up that girl with a charming prince like me… since you did interpret that story with me in your mind."
"I did not!"
"Yes, you did!"
"What's wrong with that story? Can't she end up with an ordinary man? why the hero has to always be some 'psychic'" she gruff.
