Breakfast Conversation with Julius

Julius cooked so well that the smell of delicious pastries could be sensed from afar. This time, he had made his signature croissant and served it with slightly sweet cocoa.

Placing everything on the table, he broke the croissant in half, giving each of them a piece.

"Mmm! Incredibly delicious!" Michael said cheerfully. "How many times have I already said that?"

"Haha. I don't know how many times you've said it, but thanks," Julius replied.

As they ate, Julius asked again,

"So, how are you doing today?"

"Everything's fine, as usual," Michael said, but then his mood changed. "Except that I had that nightmare again."

Julius put down his cup, his smile suddenly fading, and the atmosphere around them grew slightly darker.

"That nightmare again, huh?" Julius asked.

"Yeah," Michael replied.

They both fell silent for a while, each lost in thought.

"Michael," Julius said.

"What is it, Mr. Julius?" Michael asked.

"That's the only thing you ever dream about, isn't it?" Julius asked.

"Yes, you're right," Michael confirmed.

"Then maybe that nightmare is trying to tell you something?" Julius suggested.

"It's quite possible. But what exactly?" Michael wondered.

Once again, they fell into deep thought, and this time the silence lasted even longer. But no answers came to mind.

Suddenly, Julius remembered something.

"What is it, Mr. Julius?" Michael asked, noticing the change in his expression.

"Are you sure you don't have somewhere to be?" Julius asked with a sly grin.

Michael thought for a moment and suddenly remembered that he was in a hurry for an important event. Saying goodbye to Julius, he dashed off.