He looked like he was born in it. He offered his hand to Jim as he introduced a beautiful young woman that was already sitting at the table. My heart ...topped. Maybe we both had misread his advances.“Jim, Jen, this is my friend Casey. I thought it would feel less awkward if there was a fourth. Casey, these are my newest friends celebrating their wedding anniversary.” We all greeted each other. She was wearing a beautiful white silk duvet chiffon club dress. The deep V matched my own. The thin. “You’re fine,” she replied. “Fortunately, I like men in uniform.” I had to laugh. I ordered two mixed cocktails. “Do you want to sit on the veranda?” I asked. “No,” she replied, “This is fine.” We spent the next half hour talking about the Battalion Support Unit. and all the things I had done since we had last connected. I told her there were challenges, now that the Army was cutting back from operations in the Middle East. “Everything seems to be challenge,” she replied. “Hell, just getting. I tried it Tuesday night, too. I just had to do something. My body was on fire. Wednesday morning was only worse. I walked in a little late. Andrew was in the conference room waiting for me. I reached out to shake his hand again, a business formality that is usually forgone after a day or two of meetings. But I wanted to touch him again. He stood and took my hand. Again his hand felt like fire. Again I saw the gallant reaction. It sprung up like it was shot from a gun. This boy found me. After around 15-20 days, she again came to the bank and enquired about the ATM cards, “Sir ATM aa gays kya?”I said, “No Madam, still out of stock.”She said, “Main jab bhi aati hoon, ATM khatam hi milte hain.” (whenever I come, ATMs are always out of stock) and also gave me a mischievous smile.That smile was something very special and on that day, the first time I thought that she is giving me a green signal and I understood that if I take some initiative, then she would definitely agree to get.