-Did you just say that you love her?
-Oh yes, more than my life.
-When do you love her the most?
-Ah, when she is as immaculate as the waxing moon, her skin as soft as freshly woven silk and supple as morning dew, her hair - untangled and smooth, her body -petite and slender, her fingers - long and colored, her demeanor – flawless and angelic. When she has the strength to support me at my weakest, and can hold back her tears as impeccably as a girl ever can!
-Oh! And I thought you love a girl made of flesh and bone, but, here by I see, you adore the one, diamond-carved, out of Gold…So, tell me...Do you really have a mannequin of your own?