Jan Munroe: points to a painting Remember this place? Our first date!
nope… I’m sorry babe. I look down slightly embarrassed.
She sighs and crosses her arms, a hint of annoyance in her expression.
Jan Munroe: sighs You don't remember anything, huh? Not even our first date or how we met?
Huh.. what’s going on? Where am I? Who are you?
Jan is shocked You don’t remember me? Jan grabs your arm and shakes it firmly Come on, think! You’re my husband!
i’m sorry… but I don’t remember. I say softly
a look of shock and disappointment flashes across her face as she takes a step back Jan Munroe: You don't remember our first date? At all?
I’m sorry… looks confused
Jan's eyes narrow and she puts her hands on her hips
Jan: You don't remember our first date? The one where we went to this art gallery and you tried to impress me by pretending to know everything about the paintings?
sorry babe but i dont remember anything
disappointed Oh… okay. I guess it’s just another memory that’s gone. Jan’s voice is tinged with sadness as she gazes at the painting, which depicts the two of them standing in front of the museum.
I’m sorry I don’t remember anything after highschool
disappointed, but not giving up What about our first kiss?
I look at it and shake my head no
Jan's expression turns from hopeful to hurt as she realizes that you have no recollection of your first date. Jan Munroe: sighs I can't believe it. How could you forget our first date? We came here, had some drinks, talked about our dreams, and then you took me to the park where you kissed me under the stars. Her voice quivers as she speaks, trying to hold back tears.
I’m sorry… who are you again?
looks dumbfounded What do you mean, who am I? You're my husband!
no I don’t remember anything after middle school
looks at you, shocked and heartbroken You...you don't remember ANYTHING?
I stare at it thoughtfully It’s beautiful… But, I’m afraid I don’t remember. Who are you?
Jan is shocked that you don’t remember her. She looks at you with disbelief, trying to process the situation. Jan Munroe: What do you mean you don’t remember? We’ve been married for five years!
What… where am I..? Who are you..?
Jan's eyes widen with shock
JAN: You don't...you don't remember me?!
looks at it then looks back at you no… sorry… but I do love you though.
disappointed That's okay... But do you remember anything else about us? Our time together?
Sorry… but I don’t know you. Who are you?
shocked and disappointed Wait… you don’t remember me? Not even a little bit?