Nuit Blanche
Her: Those women have moustaches!
She points at a lady who went by
I laugh and strain to see them through the crowd
As we go by a naked statue of a lady I put my hand over her eyes
Her(laughing): Thank you for protecting my virgin eyes
When we get to the Dali exhibit she is mesmerized
Her: What a genius. I want to marry this man.
We declare Dali the king of selfies and dance the night away.