I don't think it'd be all that fascinating. I mean, I'm sure my subconscious would populate a beach with... Attractive... Beach types. Who would naturally all flock to you in their busty, leggy, tanned glory.
Ariadne. They certainly wouldn't have your assertiveness. [He glances around the empty restuarant and then at her. Taking out his wallet, he puts it on the table and stands up, taking her hand.]
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I don't share well, so no.
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And then I'll be jealous of my own projections.
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