You were sitting in a telephone box, away from the rain, so you don't get soaked, as then you spot your boyfriend who you had called over, walking with an umbrella and flower in hand. He now stood next to you in the telephone box, gave you the flower, and then looked into your eyes.

"How are you?"

You respond, right before he intertwines his fingers within your's, holding your hand as he points to a restaurant and asks if you want to go. You agree, as he then walks over to it.