I had a very vivid dream the other night about us.

What was it about, this dream?

It was a dream of memories. I was wondering if I can have your number?

- She's with me. - No, she's not.

They were just memories of us over the years.

You believe in love, I don't, so let's put it to the test.

Date each other.

- You're not impressing me. - I disagree.

I don't mind your pessimism as much as I usually mind pessimism.

That's great! I hate when people think I'm too negative.

Wait!

Say what you were gonna say and then maybe we should like not talk for a min.

I'm probably gonna fall in love with you.

This feels like a dream.

This is not a dream.

Why wouldn't you want this always?

'cause always is scary.

I never thought love was real.

Now I think life is not real without it. I blame LA for this.

This is what happen when you fall in love in Los Angeles.