Chris nodded before letting go of Alyth, turning and walking up to Damien.  The red flush on his skin had covered his neck as well as his cheeks but he didnt notice, his mind whirling with thoughts and images at the memory of Alyth's words - 'you will have me.'  He couldnt quite believe it, he had spent many months working here with the occasional female guest providing a fun evening (and occasionally morning too) but Alyth - she seemed out of reach to him.<br/><br/>He forced every other thought from his head and tried desperately to control his shaking hands, clearing his throat before saying quickly "Everything OK Damien?  Hows the drink?"