To end the summer, Puccini August 31, 2011 I'm so afraid, she tells him. I'm so happy! This is my dream, do you understand? Last night we sat under the stars in Lincoln Center Plaza and ate takeout from here and watched this up on the hi-fi. It was my dream—come true again. p.s. The things divas get away with. Frankly this looks like the kind of scheme she might've cooked up on her own.