It is nearly sunset when Morgan awakens.  The smell of the stew draws his attention and he sees Laura, alone, quietly stirring the stew pot.  She does not see him rise nor does she hear him approach her, so when he touches her, she whirls to face him, still holding the stirring spoon.  Their eyes lock as the lyrics to the song begin and on the word magnetized, she melts into his arms and they kiss.  Laura stops long enough to abandon her stirring spoon, and then they take up where they left off.  They keep at that sort of thing, disrobing each other, as they make their way, between kisses, toward the sofa, but when they get to the sofa, Laura rolls over the back and when Morgan tries to follow her, he slips off onto the floor. 

I'm drawn to you.  You're drawn to me 
Like we were magnetized.
Pulse rate ever higher, feel it rise!

You know that what I feel is real — not my imagination.
You're too close to conceal your erotic inclination.
I feel your heat — oh, your subtle undulation.
The feeling is so sweet, I tremble in anticipation.

This is a MYSTICAL ENCOUNTER.
It cannot be disguised!
Now, feel my desire localize!