Max looked at his watch when Billy asked him about Kate.  Then he looked up the staircase.<br/><br/>“Last I saw she was headed up to the second floor dance floor.  Her favorite band will be playing in about an hour.  That’s where she’ll be.”<br/><br/>Billy turned toward the staircase but Max grabbed his arm.<br/><br/>“Listen Bill.  It’s probably none of my business but I like Angel.  She a smart kid.”  He chuckled.  “Hell what am I saying?  She’s a freaking genius.”  He relaxed his grip on Billy’s arm.<br/><br/>“Angel, I mean Kate and I used to go out for a coffee after the club closed.  She’s a sweet kid and has a mind that is way beyond mine and I’m pretty fuckin smart Bill.  But this girl?  You know Princeton considers her choosing them over the boys down at MIT a coup.  If it wasn’t for those suspensions she could have started this year.  But they want to see how her senior year goes.  Princeton is a pretty straight laced group.  MIT?  Hell they don’t care what you’re into or how you dress so long as you produce.  But Angel’s into some pretty dark things Bill…”<br/><br/>He paused; he was getting some chatter over his security system.  He listened for a moment then turned back to Billy.<br/><br/>“…Listen, I’m no psychologist Bill but I can tell you one thing.  That girl is suffering. She’s punishing herself for something and I don’t know what… something happened to her and its obvious she blames herself.  On top of that she got all this fucking noise in her head.  She’s like a Mozart or something.  Her head must feel like its ready to explode.  I mean some of her ideas are way out there.”<br/><br/>He leaned in like he was sharing a secret.<br/><br/>“One morning…get this…one morning after the club closed her and I went out for coffee.  It must have been four maybe five in the morning.  We were sitting there totally exhausted after a long night and she starts writing on this napkin.  I mean like she’s possessed or something.  Zoned out.  When she’s done she shows me this formula she wrote down.  I had no clue what it was…I mean I recognized some of the agents but it just didn’t make sense.  So I ask her ‘what’s all this?’ and you know what she says to me?  She looks me dead in the eyes and says. ‘It’s a formula for time travel.’  A formula for time travel?  At four in the morning?  Bill…can you fucking imagine what that must be like?”<br/><br/>Max paused and looked over Billy’s shoulder.  Billy turned and saw Jeffery and the two bouncers heading their way.  One of the bouncers was carrying a leash and a leather cord that looked like a hobble.  Jeffery was putting on a pair of black leather gloves.  He paused at the bottom of the staircase.<br/><br/>“Mr. Holt.  How nice to see you again.  Tell me sir.  Have you given any more thought to our conversation?”  He didn’t wait for Billy to answer.  “Oh, it doesn’t matter much anyway.”  He leaned in close to Billy’s ear.  “Ah can always just sell her myself now couldn’t I?<br/><br/>Billy was about to say something but Max put a hand on his shoulder.  Jeffery straightened up and finished putting on his gloves.  He looked from Max to Billy and his face got serious.<br/><br/>“Ah just received a call from our little Angel…my, my, my but that girl has a mouth.”  He chuckled.  “Seems she was upset at seeing us together and gave me…well lets just say she gave me a fine piece of her mind.”<br/><br/>He took one step up the staircase then half turned.<br/><br/>“Seems the little bitch insulted me.  Now we can’t have that can we?  So now I am going to have to go up there…” he pointed to the second floor…  “an<em>personally </em>remind her of the penalty for such behavior.”  He shook his head.  “Tisk tisk.  Ah always hate having to do this…an to such a fine body too.  Well…” he sighed, “ah guess it just can’t be helped.”<br/><br/>He turned and started up the stairs but called back over his shoulder.<br/><br/>“Max why don’t you take Mr. Holt here an buy him a drink on the house.  We’ll be down directly.”<br/>