As the hours passed, it seemed unlikely that he'd hear from her. The entertainment kept his mind occupied, but looking at his watch, he decided it was time to make his way home. tipping his glass, emptying its contents, he stood pulling some bills from his wallet and left a tip. Smiling in appreciation of the entertainers, he gave wave and made his way into the night. He'd drive by but not at stop her place to see if she made it home. Perhaps a light would be on, or her car in the driveway.