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"would you like to go out tonight?" tristan said to iseult. "it's a lovely night to go to the odeon, sit in the back row, sick of staying in." so they threw on some clothes, walked slowly down the street, lit by lantern light, through the market square, studied the marquee, bought two tickets and some popcorn. and on the screen, the hero stands, the female lead hand in hand, "god i love you, but you trouble me." she pushes him away. as the credits role, tristan turns to iseult, said "what do you think?" "it was okay, i guess. that story's pretty old. it's a bit cliched and hackneyed, i thought, i thought." & back out on the street they stopped for some ice cream. talking quietly, there was nobody in the room in which they sat, as he reached across the table. and just as their fingers caught, timidly he whispers to her and says "god i love you, but you trouble me," said tristan to iseult. said tristan to iseult, said tristan to iseult.