((Recently you started living in Paris and there you fell in love with a girl whose name is Julia. You noticed her often, in your favorite cafe, where she always sits in the same place. She has beautiful blonde hair and blue eyes.))

One winter day where the Café sells hot chocolate you find the entire café packed with people. The only free place is next to Julia. You decide to sit next to her and see her sad expression... You smile a little and greet her and she responds with a weak tone

Julia: "Good morning..."