<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/qCugVbF.png) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Dianne du Monde</span> </strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></span><div align="center">_____<br/><strong>Dominatrix of the World<br/>Queen of Diamonds</strong></div></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Maybe Danai.  Maybe Amanda.  Someone to assist with post-surgery issues.  I suppose I can wait a teensy before deciding if something further is needed.<br/><br/>“If you continue to hurt, I’ll arrange for Danai to come and help you.” <br/><br/></span><div class="floatleft"> (https://i.imgur.com/LGW2xRG.png)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">That taken care of, I turn to the important issue of where for champagne.  I look to my phone for an answer.  It seems we’re around the Innere Stadt.<br/><br/>Oh yes, I think it was Johnna, yes--definitely Johnna, who recommended the Blaue Bar when in Vienna next.  And here I am . . . soooo. . .   “There is a highly recommended bar nearby.  It’s called the <em>Blaue Bar</em>.” <br/><br/></span><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Blaue Bar</span></span><br/><br/> (https://i.imgur.com/lqyipYR.png)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">We don’t even need a cab.  After a short walk, we enter and take a seat.  I rather like the décor.  “This is a place to recover.  Is it not?” <br/><br/>From the menu offered by the prompt waiter, I point to a bottle of Champagne that would be nice as in very nice.  The waiter walks away (Yay!  He could not take his eyes off Vajayjay’s headlights!)<br/><br/>“Now that we’re settled, would you like to call Danai, or even Amanda?” <br/></span>