Archived talk:Emily Matthews/@comment-26130440-20150704163303/@comment-26130440-20150709161602

{{MillerSallow|He looks down. Indeed they are floating. "Hmm. Well, if we fly any higher, I guess I'll be over the moon for you. Or, well, with you." He gently attempts to take her hands in his. Making his best Frank Sinatra impression, he sings, this time not to shabbily, "Come fly with me, lets fly away."