So I went in first as Cathy ask to use their restroom. She wated about 5 minutes and then came in. There was 15 men in the theater and not a single fe...ale. I counted. I had already taken a seat on one of the couches and I watched as Cathy walked up the center ile all the way to the front then turn around and walk about halfway back before she took a seat on a couch beside another man. Within seconds most of the men in there started moving closer to her to get a better look. I was siting. Paige had a glazed look on her face as I circled around to look her in the eyes. ‘And I imagine that this enchanting creature is Miss d’Lephant.’ ‘Yes sir,’ said Mr. Stefani, the owner of the restaurant. ‘She is the reporter from the newspaper.’ I knew that of course. I looked her in the eye and took a step backward, out of her comfort zone. I extended my hand to shake hers. She took my hand as I smiled and introduced myself. ‘It is a pleasure, Miss d’Lephant. I am Kaiser Mattanthas.’ . K., Sweetheart. Let’s get you home.” “No.” Her eyes flew to his. “It’s alright. I’m alright. I’ll just powder my nose.” In an unusually unladylike motion Ainsley hastily dumped her champagne flute on the counter and slid from the bar stool, making her way around the curve of the bar to the ladies room like a bird in flight. Travis watched her go, perplexed. Close by, the eyes of a young waitress followed her progress. “Is your Mum O.K.?” Travis’ face slid into a slow smile. His Mum. He. After receiving Dave's cable about arriving home in ten days, she had tried her best to convince Julia that she shouldn't be forced to attend anymore parties but she had insisted she come tonight anyway. She had at last conceded that she and Max might give the photographs back to her. Both of them had promised her, several months ago, that she could have them back when she had either worked off the twenty-four hours, or, when Dave came back. She knew after the first few times with Max that she.