I smile and lean against him just as the bartender takes my glass and walks into the kitchen, probably getting more ice. I open my eyes and sigh. "This is nice," I whispered.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
You know that place between sleep and awake, that place where you still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always love you. That’s where I’ll be waiting. — J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan