Him: I am sitting in front of Tal Lavie in a small café, and I can’t speak. I look at her. I want to whisper in her ear ‘enough. Why are you making so much effort? Stop it. Please. You’re beautiful, you’re interesting to me, really. Just stop showing off’.

Her: He sits in front of me, orders coffee, and he doesn’t speak. We’re dating less than a month now and the guy is silent. What do you want Neria?  You’re all ‘by the book’, perfect manners, all the right moves… ‘We don’t always have to talk’, you tell me. You’re wrong! Neria. We must talk. Silence is not an option.