The restaurant resembles an exquisite French restaurant, with a black and white theme of decor. There are nine tables in lines of three and a stage at the end with a band playing.

Two of the tables are occupied by pairs of couples. One table in the centre is occupied by a woman in a blue evening dress. She is facing the stage, watching the band, away from the doors that lead into the restaurant.

The band consists of aliens dressed in matching suits, playing 'Cantina', by John Williams from the film Star Wars

Simon stumbles through the restaurant doors in much the same way as he entered the bar. He looks around desperately. He spots the lone woman but can only see the back of her head. He wonders if this is who he is looking for.

The music starts to settle into something quieter and softer. The couples in the restaurant are interacting with each other, enjoying their meals, without making any sound.

A waitress dressed in white with a black apron approaches SIMON and speaks to him in a French accent

WAITRESS: Bonjour, Monsieur. Do you have a reservation?

SIMON: Ahh, no, I'm not sure.

(Simon tries to move but the waitress grabs his arm)

WAITRESS: Monsieur you need a reservation. What is your name?

SIMON: Simon; my name is Simon.

WAITRESS: Monsieur Simon (looking down the list) Oh yes! We have your reservation. Tut, tut, tut, tut! You are very late. Your lady has been waiting a long time for you; a very long time. She is very beautiful and you keep her waiting like this!

SIMON: (he look worried)Is that her? (he points to the girl) Can I see her?

WAITRESS: As long as she wants to see you I do not think it would be a problem.

SIMON: Great! (SIMON stands there for a minute)

WAITRESS: Well? What are you waiting for, Monsieur? Go, go! (she flaps her hands in the direction of the table)

The waitress blends into the scene and proceeds to wait on tables, clear plates, etc.

Simon walks towards the woman, who has her back to him, watching the stage.

Simon stands behind the woman. She rises with great elegance, turning to look at him. She is AMANDA

AMANDA: (she offers him her hand to shake whilst speaking) Hi, I'm Amanda Emblem.

SIMON: (SIMON looks at her longingly before taking her hand) Hi, I'm Simon.

AMANDA: It's a pleasure to finally meet you.

SIMON: You know ... you know I love you, don't you?

AMANDA: (slight smile) I do, Simon. Please sit down. Let's talk for a while.

SIMON: (he takes a seat opposite) I knew who you were before you said, you know.

AMANDA: I know you did, Simon but we've never met before, so it's only customary that I introduce myself, don't you think?

SIMON: Yes ... yes of course, but we have met, haven't we?

AMANDA: No, Simon. You have seen me in your dreams but we haven't met before.

SIMON: How do I know I'm not dreaming now?

AMANDA: (she looks at him before leaning over the table and giving him a long closed-mouth kiss on the lips with her eyes closed) Does that feel like a dream?

SIMON: (as she is still leaning forwards, SIMON follows suit and kisses her again, this time for a while longer. Afterwards he takes are hand) I have been waiting so long to see you. I have thought about this moment a thousand times. I just didn't know if you were real. I just didn't know how to find you. I can't believe I'm finally talking to you. You have been in my dreams for a long time and whenever we talked it was as real as you are to me now, but this time I can feel you; I can really touch you and you're here. I'm so happy to be here and don't want to let you go.

AMANDA: Then don't. Don't let me go.

(they are suddenly interrupted by the waitress)

WAITRESS: Mademoiselle, monsieur, what can I get you?

(SIMON does not fully understand)

AMANDA: Simon, what are you having?

SIMON: (snaps out of his daze) Oh sorry. I haven't seen the menu.

(the waitress laughs at this remark and AMANDA smiles)

WAITRESS: (false anger) Menu! Menu! We don't have a menu! What kind of restaurant do you think this is? You don't need to choose from a menu! Everything here is superb. Everything here is cooked to the highest quality with the greatest most succulent ingredients. Menu ha!

SIMON: Well how do I know what you have?

WAITRESS: (refuses to answer this question and turns away slightly)

AMANDA: (in a calming, direct tone of voice) Simon. They have everything.

SIMON: (looks at AMANDA)

AMANDA: The reason why they don't have a menu is because they have everything and anything. (titter) You can have anything you want. You just have to ask.

SIMON: Anything?

AMANDA: Yes, hun; anything.

WAITRESS: Monsieur, are you going to order or shall I come back when your earth moves around your sun?

SIMON: I'll order.

WAITRESS: Good; very good. (prepares to write on her notepad)