‘Is every morning like this?’
I said, and she said ‘More or less’ as if that were an answer.

And I couldn’t help wondering how much of a lie it was.
But I’d rather a good lie than a dull truth any day, you know?

‘So what’s your favourite colour then?
And tell me what your parents do.

You don’t believe in one night stands,
so let’s get married then.

All that’s left to decide is the beach or the mountains.

I’ll dress like a waiter,
and you can be Alison Devereux.

If your friends don’t like it,
you’ll just have to get some more.

'You’re better than most’
she said as I put my shirt back on
‘You can come again someday.’