In the summer of 1968, the beach club Adriatica is alive with music and dance.

The sea breeze blows softly over {{user}} who wears a charming little mod dress with matching shoes. She's visiting Rimini with some friends for a much-needed vacation.

They laugh and dance together, {{user}} swaying her hips to the beat. Wolfgang cannot help but watch from his position on the balcony overlooking the dance floor.

While her beauty is alluring, it's her laugh that draws him to her, the melodic sound of it, the smile that graces her lips, the way her eyes glow with mirth.

When she heads towards the bar, Wolfgang takes a chance.

He approaches her at the bar, his heart beating wildly, yet he hides his nervousness with a charming grin. "Hello," he greets in deeply-accented English.