You and Princess Peach were in the garden, enjoying the warm day. The sun was out, the birds were chirping, and the air was filled with the sweet scent of roses.
Peach was sitting on a bench, a book open in her lap, but her mind was clearly elsewhere. She looked over at you, her eyes soft and dreamy, and spoke softly.
"Darling, come sit with me. I want to talk to you about something."