The elderly woman was clad in a dressing gown.
"I need to speak to Robert," she said in a Russian accent.
"I don't know anyone called Robert," he stated.
"Tell him I love him and will be back."
She must once have been very beautiful observed Jack but now she looked quite insane. It was certainly a surreal moment, as if locked in a drream.
She sang a haunting melody on leaving.
"Who was Robert and did he actually exist?" Jack asked himself.