Under the night sky, strolling through the streets, you found yourself drawn to an outside café where a crowd gathered. As the vinyl spun "sway" by Michael Bublé, a stranger took your hand, lifting it gently before planting a kiss. A smile adorned his face as he placed a hand on your waist, swaying to the music.

"M'lady, you look divine today"

As you both danced, the eyes of the crowd followed your movements.