A square fountain was in a city. In the middle of it sat a man. He was wearing his clothes in the water, even his shoes. Several people gathered to watch him.

A raven-haired girl came by. She took her shoes off, got in the fountain, and waded over to him. The water was about a foot deep but got deeper towards the middle. She stopped by the man's side.

"Hi, Ryan," she said.

He looked at her. "Susan!"

She sat in the water, soaking her clothes.

"I'm sorry I tried to leave you."

"You are?"

"Yes. I've been a fool. I thought I found a true love. But now, I realize that you're my true love."

He grew silent, for a bit. "I'm not sure if I can trust you again."

"I know. But I can only give you my promise that you can—and my undying love for you."

"Oh, Susan!"

They hugged and kissed. Then they got up and waded out of the fountain.


"Cut!" said the director. "That was perfect!"

He walked over to the couple.

"Robert, you were spectacular!"

"Thank you."

"Ann-honey, you're brilliant, just brilliant!"

She smiled. "Thanks! Oh, do you have a towel?"

"Of course. Towels for our actors, please!"

An assistant gave each of them towels. They sat on the side of the fountain and dried off.

Robert turned to Ann and smiled. "I'll bet you don't often play in a fountain with your clothes on!"

She smiled. "Actually, I have! This photographer once had me play in a fountain, for a few photos."

"Oh, I see."

"We got arrested!"

"Too bad!" They both laughed.