Bourbon on the rocks." Wow, I'm impressed," I said. "Most women can't handle a drink that strong. May I buy you another?"She looked down into her dr...nk, talking to it as much as to me. "I'm not most women. And yes, I'd love another!" She turned to me and smiled. "but only on one condition. You'll let me buy the next round for both of us."An idea flashed into my mind, and I figured I had nothing to lose. I ordered another round for each of us, then said to her, "Let's play a little. I was surprised to see and she said can she sit and talk to me if I don’t mind to which I happily agreed.She started by saying that she always wanted to marry someone like me who was tall but at the same time have good general knowledge and charming personality. In between the talk, she grabbed my hand and pinched it tightly. I was really surprised and shocked but at the same time happy that I might be lucky with her. I gently placed my hands on her and reminded her that her husband was. It's peaceful and quiet. We'll all be able to write. I thought we'd have a sort of workshop session where we exchange ideas about some of the things we're working on. And if all else fails we'll have to work our way through the wine that's stacked up in a cupboard in the kitchen." What a disaster!" Madeleine laughed. "That seems like an ideal way to finish the evening now."Krista grinned back. "Sounds good to me," she said and went in search of a bottle, two glasses and a corkscrew.Krysta and. "Tuck listened to the words but had no idea how to stand naked on aplatform in the middle of the library any better or worse than he wascurrently doing so. He watched Mr. Getty, open a black note book andrefer back to his computer several times typing in a strings ofcharacters. His presence and odd attire were not to be noticed orcommented on further. There was a pause, and then an additional shiftof the note book and then back to the computer.Tuck could only watch and make up a private story.