<strong>Mari<br/>Mr Nix Jr's table<br/>Getting out of sight.</strong><br/>Maybe Gabi knew - though Nix-junior didn't seem like being used to hearing the word "no". Nor did he seem like one that would pay attention to it.<br/>Of course, his attention was focused everywhere. His problem wasn't with the woman that knew how to keep her cool - it was with a man that seemed to have sniffed his own ability to do likewise.<br/>"What you say sounds like accusation, Mister!", you hear Nix's voice. "I demand apol..."<br/>"Sounds like? Hah!", cuts him short a voice with an accent Mari only knows too well.<br/>"I say that if this is a coincidence, I'm going to, how you say in English?<em>Beijar o Diabo sob a cauda?</em>Yeah, that's it!"<br/>Mari was just 5 meters away, and the girl with her drinks double that. Gabi was trying to pull aside.