The girl stood still, watching his lips move. Being certain that the words she had heard did not correspond to what her friend had actually said. There was no way he could have said that. And, if he had said it, her friend had definitely suffered a momentary stroke, depriving him of any kind of coherence. Thanks to the heavy silence that followed those words, she was aware that he had actually said it. His proposal slowly made its way into her brain, slowly reaching the places responsible for comprehension.