Oliver squeezed her tight, lifting her up a little because he could, because he wanted to. He set her down and kissed her on the forehead, "Angie, even if you tried to seduce me last night... in the dream, of course, you are amazing." He smiled at her as he pulled back, his hands on her arms. He shook her a little, "And I know you know what I'm talking about lady."
He laughed lightly, "I'm ... I'm going back. I have to talk to him. I've been an ass. It wasn't right to avoid him all day over a dream. A stupid, pointless, unrealistic dream."