"My name's Helen Moore," you reply.
"You're really pretty, Helen."
You blush. "Aw, thanks, Fred."
He sneaks closer to you and holds your hand. What a beautiful
picture--you and a handsome young man standing, holding hands in the
sand.
The boy comes closer to you and smiles at you sheepishly. "M-my
name is Fred. Wh-what's your name?"