<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/WW6x8.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>:  Elizabeth Goetz<br/><strong>Time</strong>:  Saturday Night<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside Keith and Margo's Murder Mystery Theater<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>:  Tristyn<br/><strong><br/>"A surprise?  Oh, that's fun,"</strong>she exclaimed, and turned a little bit in the seat to face towards him.  The seatbelt pulled tight between her small breasts. making them a little more prominent.<strong>"I really want to try and guess it.  Don't you have any hints for me?"</strong>She felt the car slow then rise up and over the speed bump at the entrance to the parking lot.  It was a block or two away from the theater itself, though you could see the marquis from the parking lot.  Dallas, as usual, was crowded and she thought it was lucky that Tristyn found a parking spot so close.  He drove with a lot of skill and care and confidence, three things Elizabeth didn't possess behind the wheel.