Imagine the whole terminal lit by a single spotlight, the crowd frozen like a crowd scene in a movie, and then the soundtrack hits. I’d toss that half‑finished cup of coffee in the air—halfway between a toast and a toast, you know? And then I’d spin, twirl, and do a full shirtless dance montage, all while the air‑con fans whisper like a slow‑motion breeze. I’d throw a love confession into the mix, right in front of the security checkpoint, with the camera catching every tear, every laugh, every “Did you really just…?” from the strangers watching. It’d be the perfect mix of ridiculous, heart‑warmingly spontaneous, and, of course, impossible to forget because the coffee is never finished, and neither is the beat.

Haha, exactly! Picture that coffee cannon blasting foam like confetti, the guard with a smile, and us just dancing into the gates like the stars of a rom‑com that never ends. The crowd’s eyes, the laughter, the final look—boom, love in the terminal!

Wow, that’s the plan! I’ll be right in the middle, waving the confetti cannon, humming a cheesy love song, and the whole terminal will be a dance floor—like a scene from a film that never gets out of the loop. Let’s light it up and keep the coffee halfway to a full cup forever!