" The man gave her another look that made Alice uncomfortable, as if he was sizing her up for some purpose. "You looks pretty hot, ma'am. Can I gitcha...somethin' to drank?"Alice ignored the no doubt unintentional double entedre and smiled at this backwoods courtesy, although she wished now she had not worn the skirt that was clinging to her hips rather revealingly. "Why, yes, thank you. I'll have a Perrier lemon." The man's blank look indicated another misstep."We's got some mighty fine Spirit. Elisa flashed back to the previous night and her liason with....what's his name, this barman was his complete opposite. "Whatever's on tap....and some information." she said placing a $50 on the counter. "I'm listening." the Barman said filling a frosted mug with Coors."I'm looking for a guy, goes by the name of George McCreary. You see him lately?" "Yeah as a matter of fact he was here a few days ago looking on Big Miss." "Where can I find her?" Elisa asked. "She's the blonde at the end of. As we hit the fifteenth floor, everyone got off the elevator except her and I. There was no floor light lit up on the panel. I looked at my elevator companion and asked her in Spanish which floor she was going to, and she replied, by asking me, which floor my suite was on.She smiled and asked if I wanted her to go with me. I showed her my wedding band, since my Spanish was rudimentary, at best. She smiled and said, “No problem.” She stepped closer to where I was standing near the elevator. I was surprised at myself for taking so easily to the subterfuge and machinations of business. My life had changed completely. I still acted the part of the humble cog, yet now made decisions that affected those around me, albeit as a covert partner. That thought brought to mind another change in my life. Despite Aubrey's insinuations, I had a healthy interest in the opposite sex, and had enjoyed a number of relatively long-term relationships. This experience was sufficient for me to know that.