[RIKER and GUINAN attempt to teach WESLEY how to flirt] RIKER: You are the most beautiful woman in the galaxy. You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to tell you that. GUINAN: But you were afraid. RIKER: Yes. GUINAN: Of me? RIKER: Of us. Of what we might become. WESLEY: Uh, Commander— RIKER: Or that you might think that was a line. GUINAN: Maybe I do think it’s a line. RIKER: Then you think I’m not sincere. GUINAN: I didn’t say that. There’s nothing wrong with a line. It’s like a knock at the door. RIKER: Then you’re inviting me in. GUINAN: I’m not sending you away. RIKER: That’s more than I expected. GUINAN: Is it as much as you hoped? RIKER: To hope is to recognize the possibility. I had only dreams. GUINAN: Dreams can be dangerous. RIKER: Not these dreams. I dream of a galaxy where your eyes are the stars and the universe worships the night. GUINAN: Careful. Putting me on a pedestal so high, you may not be able to reach me. RIKER: Then I’ll learn how to fly. You are the heart in my day and the soul in my night. WESLEY: I don’t think this is my style. GUINAN: Shut up, kid! [turns to RIKER] GUINAN: Tell me more about my eyes.