<em>"I would ... very much like to see you again."</em><br/><br/>She would not have dared to hear those words. They were wonderful and she smiled at them, nodding herself. "I..I would like that very much." she offered shyly in return. Maybe she should thank Ally after all for the sugar couple who had danced and kissed on the table. Yet, this man was worried about something, stressed. Her earth magic and sense of people could tell her that.<br/><br/>And there was something beneath all of it, something that spoken to her very basic language.<br/><br/>But neither of them would ever really know it seemed, so she smiled at him easily even as he began to become frantic. She watched sadly as his poetry book vanished. "Just $5, the second cookie was on me. A thank you for your poetry," she leaned over and wrapped the cookie up in a napkin, poffering it up to him. "For later, in your busy meetings you could use a pick me up I bet."