Tarik smiled as she placed her hand in his hand lightly. He held her hand softly and motioned her to sit on the chair near the table. "I grew up in a weird place, so I picked up few things along the way", he explained to her as they sat near the table.<br/><br/>He placed her left hand under hers, lightly squeezing it as he brushed the top of her palm with fingers of his right hand. "You have got very beautiful hands", Tarik commented. He felt her soft smooth skin in his hands, they were so exiquisite. "She probably had not done any hard physical work in a while, benefits or perils of the job", he did not knew.<br/><br/>Tarik followed the life line on her hand, by slightly scratching it with his hand. It was a long straight line, with a couple of disconnects in between. "You will have a long life", he smiled at her, "but there is some kind of hiccup, few years from now". He concentrated on her hand, " might be some kind of accident, if you come through that you are going to live a hundred years", he added cheerfully. Tarik gave her an assuring look, "Now lets you at your money line". "Ah", he exclaimed, " you are going to come into lot of money, right around the time of that accident". "I think both are related", he had the serious look of a master on his face.<br/><br/>Tarik then moved his hand over to her wrist, caressing the tattoo a little. " And this birth mark indicates that God has marked you for great things", he said with as straight poker face.