’ Suddenly, for the first time in ages, his heart came alive as his pulse danced in excitement at the thought of glimpsing someone he knew wouldn�...t be there. Filled with anticipation, he leaned from side to side as his vision searched, jumping from face to face, working its way through the mass of mingling bodies. ‘Damn, where is she,’ he wondered as his ears picked it up once more. ‘There’s no way I could ever forget that sexy tone,’ he thought as his heart beat faster, ‘it’s like the rest. Out stepped a business woman carrying an old, brown leather briefcase. She had shoulder length, mousy hair, looked about five seven or eight high and her tidy figure was wrapped up in a smart, navy pin striped jacket over a matching pencil skirt that hugged her slim hips. Alchemy thought that she looked to be in her mid-thirties, but the big round spectacles nestling on her cute nose made it difficult to be precise. But then she was moving down the dully lit corridor between offices and the. She took a breath, and opened her mouth, but it was obvious he was looking for something, and her curiosity about what he was doing made her wait."You have freckles," he said."Yes, on my shoulders," she said. "So what?" I didn't notice those last night." He kept walking. "There's a scar on your hip," he said."I got it when I fell out of a tree when I was a girl," she said. "Woody, what in the world are you doing?" I'm looking at the woman I spent the last two days with," he said calmly. "May I. Tseng. What the hell did he want? As I sat wondering about the message, Shawn had come back with a cup of tap water. She saw me me holding Melanie's cup of crushed ice, my eyes staring at nothing in particular. She sat down beside me and proceeded to bump me out of my reverie."Hello? Earth to Stanley?" Shawn put her hand gently on my shoulder. "Are you okay?"I nodded as I swapped drinks. "Thank you." Geez," Shawn looked at me with worry, "If you're that tired, you should stay home and get some.