“Do you think they are those mood things?” He asked, now quite certain that she had been hoodwinked by these fantastic jewels.
“I never saw them change like that before” She said, incredulously, “I have had them for two weeks and they have never done that!”
They sat in silence for a few moments contemplating.
All of a sudden they were both in a shady garden surrounded by ponds and fountains. The air was markedly warmer and the sky was a pale purple.
“What…!?” she stared at him
“What is going on?” he asked, actual fear gripping his chest.
“I don’t know. Where are we? This is different! Oh my God!”
She was up and already headed towards the falling water in the park.
“Wait!” He exclaimed. He lost grip on all his masculinity and scrambled to be near her. He was positive they were in trouble, yet had a peaceful, reasuring feeling of well being.
They walked cautiously toward the man with the beard, sitting on the bench under a magnolia tree. He was reading, unaware of the approching pair.