"Well, I think someone wiped my memories clean. That's the only way I can explain it."
"That sounds a little sci-fi to me. We don't live in that kind of world."
"Maybe you don't. Anyways, they're gone, so what should I do?"
"What do you remember?"
"I don't know - English, math, science, history. How ridiculous. I remember all the high school prerequisite classes. Whoever did this to me was a sadist."
"You don't remember anything else...anyone else?"
"I can remember people, but no one I've ever met. Hitler, Stalin, Beethoven, even Captain Picard from the Starship Enterprise."
"So...no one else?"
"Is that really the question you want to ask?"
"Then ask me."
"Do you...do you remember me?"
"I would give all the memories I have to remember you. You're the only one I've met so far that didn't look at me like I'm a stranger. You make me remember things that I don't even think really happened."
"Is that a no?"
"That's a not yet."