Love gives you wings

-Love is in the air.
-Sorry?
-What you just did. That's love.
-Love is just a beautiful way of saying "I want to sleep with you."
-Admit it, I saw him kiss her ... he loves her and, besides, love lives on this street.
-Love is a hoax.
-Love gives you wings, it makes you fly ... I don't call it love, I call it "Jerome."
-Herónimo?
-Yes, Jerome. When you're in love, you feel like you could jump off the tallest building without thinking twice shouting "Jerome" until you get down. It's great.
-Yes, but after you die, you puree. Where is the point?
-He is not listening to me, I tell him that love gives you wings.