It encouraged me more. As I mentioned, I am myself six feet tall with a very pleasing personality. So I sensed an attraction from her end as well. Hen...e I decided to play along. The next two days passed in us meeting between breaks, talking about the movies and stealing glances whenever we were talking with someone else.Something unexplainable was cooking between us. Some universal energies were trying to bring us together. One morning, we both reached the theatre at the same time. We realized. Instead, he found the case of wine he wanted and lugged it up the stairs. He left the light on and closed the door quietly.In the kitchen Ryan filled a tray with glasses of wine and at Jigs instructions took them around the room. Surprisingly, or maybe it shouldn't have been, Ryan was hit on by several of the now very inebriated women. He gracefully extracted himself and took the tray over to Lloyd Wellsworth and another gentleman."Thank you Ryan," Lloyd said as he took the glass and turned. The tyrannical Human warlock had been challenged by his Orc general and second-in-command for rulership of the land of Infiern, and the duel had been going on for hours, a scene of brutal pitched combat waged in a warded antechamber, uninterrupted and unwitnessed by anyone accept yourself, acting as overseer. Now, thanks to an accidentally mutual all-out final attack from both sides, neither of them was getting back on that throne. Such a waste, but what can you do?Wait, that question bears. This one was almost entirely blank, save for a small, handwritten note. "The clients request extreme discretion." /What on earth could that mean?/ Catherine thought to herself. She turned to ask someone, but as it was quite late most of the other consultants had already gone home, and the few who remained were busy with clients. Apparently there was nothing to do but find out, they were due in ten minutes. Catherine straightened her conservative black dress and tried out a smile in the mirror..