"I am captivated, Kieron. I am easily lost in this enchantment... Hans and his suave chivalry..."
In his attempts to save me, he quickly provided me with the URL for a picture of chocolate frozen yogurt with, "CLICK ON IT NAO, REMEMBER, I GAVE YOU THIS, IF I NEVER SEE YOU AGAIN."
Feeling strongly about his friendly gesture, I said, "Good heavens, you have provided me with chocolate froyo."
"Yesh."
"And once again, my heart melts."
"WAIT NOO"
"...And is seized by the firm grasp of society and reality. There I lie, in hopes of finding a prince that'll never come because reality dooms it so."
He quickly sent me a photo of a freezer, and he later replied saying, "I'm a prince ya know."
In high hopes, I quickly responded, "Really?"
"I'm Prince Kieron of Manchester."
"You can come to my rescue?"
"Umm, maybe. I will come."
But my mind was full of doubts, "Distances too long to reach for your hand." And then I added some side commentary, "Or shall I say HANS?" I then went back to discussing our predicament, "The world's widely length limits you from coming to the valleys of California, where wine grapes grow so sweet and later touch the lips of wealthy aristocrats."
"Why?"
"It's too far, Kieron."
"Well, what may you require?"
"I am in great want and need for some... FROYO."
"What flavour?"
I had chocolate last time, so I decided it was time for change, "Maybe French vanilla this time. With sprinkles on top."
"I'LL GET THERE AS SOON AS I CAN."
"Reality consumes me so."
"HERE I COME."
"Where are you? Has reality blinded me, too? I cannot see. I can't see the light."
"I'm here." He proceeded to send me a picture of the froyo of my choice.
"Prince Kieron, you are my savior," I ate the virtual French vanilla frozen yogurt with sprinkles.