A romantic evening, candle-light dinner, and a surprise.
"Where was I? O yes, I had half sardine sandwich in my coat. And guess what?" Buxton looked at Sr. Painskill who was interested in anything but guessing and presently belching a chicken leg while watching Gizmo chewing its.
She waited in her balcony, trying to be discreet. She had earphones plugged in her ears with her favourite playlist of love songs.