’ She smiled and he felt the butterflies in his stomach again. He didn’t want to get this wrong, her accent was delicious and sent a tingle of ant...cipation down his spine. ‘Well I don’t know about you but I am starving, would you like to order?’ Nik sat down on his chair, opposite but close to her. She quietly passed him a menu and he briefly looked through it before ordering one of the specials, Vie then ordered the same and the waiter left. They slowly started talking, hesitantly at first but. It didn’t even look like Massachusetts. It looked north. ?Who are you!? she finally screamed, hoping they were listening or watching. She saw nothing on the walls or ceiling. It was just a shed, and even standing away from the space heaters was unpleasantly cold. There was something else, she realized. A humming. It was coming from beyond the back wall. It was where the electrical cords ran to. A generator, maybe. Something else was still wrong. Her crotch hurt. She tried. I was glad to have a chance to look around the salon for a few minutes and couldn't help staring at the beautiful hairdressers. They where all wearing a similar type of dress in thin shiny nylon buttoned in the back and with a binding belt around the waist. Only today these were all soft lilac and instead of the short sleeves of yesterday. They all had long sleeves now with cuffs.I could see some elegant looking ladies in somewhat darker lilac capes under the dryers and another line of chairs. I was so disappointed when we actually crossed over it. The river appeared to be about half a mile wide but in the middle of the city did not seem very impressive. What was more interesting was that we were just outside of Busch Stadium, the home of the Cardinals, and if we looked north we could see the Gateway Arch.When we got there and I told him this was it; he had the same reaction that I had had when I did my first crossing."That's it?" That's it."I brought the rig up to speed and headed.