ED Say Nina, you ever been in love?

NINA Oh, I don’t tink so. No. Vott ist like?

ED Well I’ll tell you. When you are in love, all the world melts away. And all you can see is that person’s face. You go past a field of wildflowers, all you can think of is bringing that person to see them, or maybe picking some to bring to ‘em.

NINA I like flowers. I tried to plant flower garden, but Mutti, my mother, she says nein. She says why waste land where vegetables could be?

ED Well, that’s a shame. Every gal oughta have flowers.

NINA Yah. What else is beink in love?

ED I don’t even know how to describe it, but it’s like your heart is pounding and stopped at the same time. It’s like Christmas when the choir practices up and sings them harmonies. That’s the closest I can come to