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Life Could Be a Dream

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"Hey, you wanna... like in the movie?" Arthur thumbs towards the bow of the cruise ship.

"Sure, that'd be fun," says Ariadne. "Only I don't want to have to close my eyes."

"Up to you."

They walk over. He helps her step up onto the railing.

"Do you trust me?" he prompts.

"I trust you," she responds.

He guides her arms open wide. When they're outstretched, he holds her waist.

"I'm flying, Arthur."

"I don't remember what he does after that, before the kiss."

"He sings her a little song."

Arthur baritones, "Near... far..."

"No, it's 'Come Josephine in My Flying Machine,' but I know you don't—"

"Yeah, I don't know that one."

"I wouldn't expect you to. I've just seen the movie a million times."

She brings her arms down and he holds her close, their fingers entwined.

Arthur angles his mouth towards Ariadne, but she says, "We can save the kiss for when we're awake. But we don't have to wake up right away. It's nice up here."

They look out across the ocean waves together.

Ariadne asks, "Hey, don't you think that Jack looks like a younger Cobb?"

"I don't see the resemblance."