*Daric stopped picking the lint and looked in the direction she had. Not seeing anything too interesting, he guessed she had zoned into her mind. He sighed and leaned back. Tonight was pretty awesome, he had had mead, danced with a pretty girl, and most importantly, made the window washer angry. He chuckled at that thought and looked to the clock on the wall. Tonight would be coming to a close soon. He shook his head and humorously added.* "<em>Oh, woe is me, for as the night falls, my heart aches for the joys one finds under the stars. The joys, of women and booze, throughout many bars.</em>" *An old saying his friends at work used to say. Nevertheless, it always made him laugh. He noticed another lady on his right in a stunning red dress and waved to her in pretty much the same manner as he had Ellen, not exactly expecting any response. He just liked to keep people on their toes. He smiled and resumed leaning back, waiting for Ellen to pass her moment. For some reason he felt it a rather personal one.*