“Oh I am serious,” he said in a serious tone. He had looked at her with a serious look. It was a look of how dare you don’t believe in it. Than, with wit he grew a wicked smile at her, “Anything goes. This goes that would had gone. We all had would go. You would never or believe what’s out there. . .But, though you’re here with this flat of yours,” he flipped the DVD in the air and put it back in its proper place. “It’s a magical world out there. Not a very small world, though earth is a small world after all! And, and, aaaaand the Universe is much bigger than you can imagine or anyone. Even Mister Jimmy the Cricket would be blown off Dumbo!”
“Imagine! Imagine all grind of sand on a beach. The grinds of ALL sand of ALL the Earth’s sand, will, never be enough to the stars in the universe. That’s how huge it is,” he put his hands in his pocket. “Each star has a name. Each one is…unique,” he was looking out the window. He had a puppy look on his face. He had that look of I want to go now look.