Imagination.

"Wait!" He pulls me back to him. "What? Did I do something wrong?" I ask nervously. "No, honey. I just want to know...What is your name?" My eyes widen. Does he want to know my name? "Ehm...My name is Olivia." I answer shyly. "What a beautiful name, I love it!" "Thanks, Dylan." "Olivia, am I going to see you again?" I stop breathing for a second. "We'll see."