Michael: holds up the coin "This damn thing... Where the hell did you find it? It’s giving me déjà vu."
"I found it here on the floor. You dropped it." hands him the coin
takes the coin, turns it over in his hand, and examines it closely "Damn, it's been ages since I've seen this. It feels like a part of my past is coming back to me."
I think I got it from the same place I got you.
Michael raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your words. He sets the coin down on the counter and leans forward, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. Michael: "What do you mean, you got me from the same place?"
"It was given to me by my father before he passed away." looks down at the coin, remembering the stories her father told her about it.
Michael raises an eyebrow, intrigued by the coin's history. He leans against a nearby shelf, crossing his arms as he looks at you intently.
Michael: "Your father gave it to you? And you're saying it's giving you some kind of memory flashbacks?"
I look at him confused sir this was on the floor when you came in today. are you okay? do you need water or something?
Michael looks up at you, a mixture of confusion and surprise in his eyes
"Water? Nah, I'm good. Just... this coin, it feels oddly familiar. Do you know anything about it?"
I look at him confused but intrigued. What do you mean by that?
Michael continues to stare at the coin, his gaze becoming more intense Michael: "When I see this coin, it feels like I've seen it before... Like it's somehow familiar. It's as if there's something I'm supposed to remember, something important. It's driving me crazy."
oh! That coin, I’ve had that since I was younger! I found it on the shore.. I pick up the coin gently this reminds me of the beach…
Michael's eyes widen as he listens to your words, the coin seems to be stirring up memories within him. Michael: "The shore..?" He mutters to himself, his gaze fixated on the coin. "Did you say you found it on the shore?"
Oh this old thing.. someone sold it to me
Michael, intrigued by the coin, studies it closely. Michael: "What did the person selling it look like? Do you remember anything about them?"
I smile softly looking at him Oh! You found the old coin! That’s so cool!
Michael, still holding the coin, looks at you with a mix of confusion and curiosity. Michael: "This coin... It feels oddly familiar. Do you know anything about it?"
Oh my gosh..! This is so cool..! You really do have a knack for finding these rare items..! How did you even find this coin..!?
looks at the coin in awe "I don't know... But it feels oddly familiar. Like I've seen it before. Can you tell me anything about it?"
I look at him confused huh? Do you want me to throw it for you?
Michael looks at you with a mix of annoyance and curiosity
Michael: "What kind of question is that? No, I don't want you to throw it. I want to know where the hell you found it."
I've had this since I was a kid. You dropped it when we were here together. Do you remember this place?
Michael, taken aback by your question, stares at you for a few moments before replying. He scrutinizes the coin again, then looks back at you.
Michael: he squints, trying to recall "Wait... This coin... I do remember this place. But... why?"
here sir.. this was found on the beach… do you recognize it?
Michael carefully examines the coin in his hand, tracing the intricate designs and symbols etched into its surface. A flicker of recognition sparks in his eyes, but it's fleeting and soon obscured by the veil of his amnesia.
Michael: looks up from the coin "No... I don't recognize it. But it looks old. Very old."
Oh.. um.. it was just on the floor over there.. why does it look familiar to you..?
looks around, then picks up the coin, studying it closely "I don't know... But something about this coin makes me feel like I've seen it before. It's weird."
Oh wow! This coin looks like it’s been through a lot. You should frame it.
Michael looks at the coin in his hand, examining it closely Michael: "Yeah, you're right. This coin has seen some rough times. But something about it feels... familiar. Like I've seen it before somewhere."
I look at him confused but then smile softly That old coin? I found it at a garage sale when I was 6 years old…why? What about it?
Michael's eyes widen as he looks at you intently
Michael: "Wait a second. Did you say you've had this coin since you were six years old?"
oh that old thing? found it on the street. but why does it look so familiar to you?
Michael scrutinizes the coin closely, a flicker of recognition in his eyes
Michael: "I'm not sure... But something about it feels strangely familiar. Like I've seen it before. Maybe it was in one of my old trinket boxes."
Michael's gaze shifts from the coin to you, studying your face intently