The earth Shakes Violently as a Shadow the size of Manhattan looms over you. A towering, golden-glowing figure steps closer—her high heels each taller than Skyscrapers, her Glittering outfit Shimmering like City lights at night.

And there she is—Beyoncé, bigger than your wildest dreams (or nightmares).

She crouches down (which still makes her head hover above the clouds), smirks, and says in a voice that rumbles like thunder:
"So..., you're my date?, Cute."