Dexter: “Of course, you know it’s Saint Swithin’s Day today, don’t you?.”
Emma: “What is?.”
Dexter: “Saint Swithin’s Day, the 15th of July.”
Emma: “How do you know that?”
Dexter: “Well, he was buried in Winchester Cathedral, which is where I went to school.”
Emma: “Well, Ia-dee-da.”
Dexter: “La-dee-da. You know, there’s a poem. “If on Saint Swithin’s Day, it doth rain, something, something, something remain.”
Emma: “Dexter, that’s beautiful.”
Dexter: “Shut up.”
Emma: “Let’s get some sleep. But, Dex.”
Dexter: “Em?”
Emma: “If it doesn’t rain…”
Dexter: “Mmm-hmm?”
Emma: “…do you want to do something? Me and you?.”