Lynn thanked him for the meal when they were done and walked with him back out to his car. It was a short ride down to the beach, less than half an hour. The moon had climbed high into the sky by that point and only a few small wispy clouds threatened to hide it from view. Like she had expected, it was beautiful out tonight. The local bar had a live jazz band that night, the sound smooth and dream like. Walking with Victor out a short distance onto the beach she sat down next to him, smiling as she lounged back and relaxed next to him. For a few moments they were quiet before he spoke up. At the mention of a private shack she smiles a little and nods.<strong>”I… like the sound of that.”</strong>She admits, turning her gaze from the silver ocean waves to the man next to her.<strong>”At least, as long as the sign isn’t meant for me.”</strong>She adds teasingly.<br/>