<strong>Kelli Morris<br/>Miami Space Terrace<br/>Mingling</strong><br/><br/>Smiling back at her, “hello” Kelli says.  Coming over to the sink, she washes her face and neck with cool water before patting it dry and checking her hair.  She listens to the others picking up bits and pieces of their conversation but not paying attention to closely.  “How’s the Bamboo”; Kelli had heard about the new club, but hasn’t had a chance to go yet; “is it very hard to get into”.<br/>Another beer, she thinks, and she would be ready to hit the floor again.  She knows she has other pressing matters, a new car, maybe two, and this lawyer, pushing those thoughts to the back of her mind, she focuses her attention back on the blond.<br/>