- Bo in dining room with others -<br/><br/>Mila's soft gaze helped to sooth Bo's internal rumblings of discontent.  His smile gradually became more relaxed and sincere as the glow of her elegant beauty began to weave its spell.  He still felt the need to speak to her privately at some point, but the urgency was waning.  Sensing the movement off to the side, his eyes shifted quickly to Nicci as she emerged from the hallway, her step lighter.  Obviously the time away had done her some good.  As he watched her retake her seat and gaze about the table, her smile fixed firmly in place, Bo regretted his earlier feeling of disappointment toward her.  He knew that had been unfair of him.  Fortunately, the only harm done had been in his own thoughts.<br/><br/>The suggestion of moving the group to another room seemed sensible and well timed.  Perhaps a different setting would serve to loosen him up a little.  He felt too that he had made a bad first impression, and that a change of scenery could mean a fresh restart.  It was difficult for him to open himself up to new people until he got to know them well.  Perhaps the game that Nicci had so wisely suggested would help.  Some Scotch couldn't hurt either.<br/><br/>Bo had hardly touched his dessert, but he wasn't use to rich sweets and had no need for them.  Seeing that the mood to shift to a new venue was causing the other members of the party to shift in anticipation, Bo answered as lightly as he could manage, "Tea and coffee in the lounge sounds wonderful right now.  But I think I'll make mine a Scotch, if we can manage to rustle some up."