John had spoken and then listening to Caila speak. He sat down next to her. Smiling as he did.<br/><br/>"Thank you that is very kind of you Caila. Calvin, I will take a Tanqueray and tonic with extra lemon.  Thanks, Calvin."<br/><br/>He noticed the top of her stockings as he sat with her pulling her skirt down so they wouldn't show. Calvin went and filled their orders as she spoke. He gave her his full attention. Not wanting to miss a word, or be distracted from what she had to say.<br/><br/>"Well, I am sorry and not sorry. Sorry, you missed your friends and not sorry, because you're here and we are talking. I think you will not be disappointed by the bar. It is one of the gems of Seattle. It has kept us coming for the last 11 years. Calvin is the best bartender I know. He always remembers your favorite drink and keeps them coming right on time".<br/><br/>Calvin brought their drinks over to them, placing it in front of the two of them.<br/><br/>'Here you go, enjoy.'<br/><br/>Calvin took her plate and the empty glass and went to bring it to the scullery. John listened on as she spoke once more.<br/>He smiled recognizing the high school she had grown up in. It was truly a small world and went to UW.<br/><br/>"We all attended Roosevelt High, and all attended UW. Yay purple and gold. I got an MBA. Kris got his English degree and teaches at UW. James is the musician for a local band. He got a degree in music. I am the CEO of BioTech Corporation."<br/><br/>He noticed her ring and he normally didn't mess with married women, he didn't like the drama, but there was something else going on and she hadn't given him the full details. She noticed that he was looking at her hand. Then she came out as plain as the nose on his face. She spoke her truth, in full detail. He noticed her take off her finger. He saw her eyes start to tear up he handed her his kerchief. He knew that creep had hurt her.<br/><br/>"I am sorry to hear that, he is an idiot. To leave you, some men just aren't smart."<br/><br/>After she dabbed her eyes she spoke again. He smiled and he reached over and squeezed her hand.<br/><br/>"Well, Caila Meadows, I am John Seaman, 32, single, it is nice to meet you and maybe we both are what we are looking for. You never know if fate has predestined us to meet like this. Sometimes chance is not so random. How about a round of shots on me so we can forget about it and worry about the rest of weekend together. I think you need someone like that to help you forget about life for a while. How bad do you want to forget about him? One, two or three, my buddies and I could make you forget all about what was and focus on the future. I am not trying to be callous, I can only imagine what is going through your mind after all that has happened to you. I know I would never treat you like that. He has no idea how beautiful, intelligent and kind-hearted a woman you are. He doesn't deserve you, he married up and couldn't do right by you. He thought he was better than you and couldn't keep his vows. So you ready for some shots? Or do you want to get out of her and go to someplace a little more intimate?"