Its a nice restaurant with booths so you could sit next to me and we could enjoy the view and I could still gaze at you, we would be able to touch as ...ell.I would like to have a nice frosty beer to start, would you like a glass of champagne? Something lovely light and sparkling? We could start with oysters if you like them or prawns. It would be so nice to have no interruptions and just chat about life and our feelings and tease each other. It's a shame I don't know what your wearing! I would. “Better not make promises I can’t keep,” I replied, and added, “Bugger off Carstairs.”She looked quite comely in a smock, womanly not false.“Er that was the best, well the only, fumble as you call it, I have had in years,” she admitted, “Oh what have we done?”That’s when Bob and Miss Rochester turned up. Her was blushing crimson, he looked proud as punch.“Mama, what happened.” Miss Rochester asked.“Her fell in pond,” I said as her said, “I spilled my drink.”“Likely story,” Bob said knowingly,. .' Bayonetta thought, directing her gaze at the jabbering matrons on stage.“I don't know. She got over it though. I think she's just glad we have a beat on the Lumen. It's been a while.”“Yeah, well, the elder I saw there was no joke. You're not coming with us, are you?”“Me?” Roxy asked in disbelief. “I wish. They never let me out to have fun.”“That's because you're too valuable in the tech bunker” Bayonetta replied with a smile.“Awww, you're gonna make me blush...”The microphone clicked on and. On saturday morning i getting calls and i was disturbed and picked the final call. It was from pooja again checking whether i was at residence or not. While sleeping only i told yes and cut the call. Within 40 mins, my room bell was rang. And with much disturbed mood, i got up and opened the door…To my surprise, i saw a young lady greeting as “hi…good morning…i am pooja, financial advisor”, dressed in a pink top with opened buttons and a black jeans with a bag. Suddenly a high definition.