Falling in the afternoon
You: I was part of the theater guild in college.*
Me: Oh. Tell me about the worst criticism you received.
You: But I was prepared to talk about my glory days!
Me: Why? Tell me something I didn't know about happiness.
That was Anna Karenina floating in my head. You were stunned then, and I, completely happy in your company.
A day after I almost begged: Let's be happy some more and let's talk about it all night long.
'Tell me about those days,' I said instead.