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She is the first person I see walking in. A few feet, four feet ahead and among friends. I stand against a wall watching the band play a song or two until she glances in my direction and smiles.

More standing, a little drinking.

I stop her as she passes by with a reach to an arm.

"Hi"
"Hey there, how are you?"
She seemed scattered between looking at me then the crowd past my shoulder.
"I'm doing good."
She's gazing into her open purse, fingers brush the golden lipstick case aside, sinking into the underworld of feminine mysteries and artifacts.
"How are you doing tonight?"
"Good. Good. I'm actually trying to find the bathroom in this crazy place"
I turn to my right, pointing straight to the end the bar with a forward motion before making a quick right gesture with a finger bend. With an "Ah thanks" she's gone.

As the thrid band plays I notice her a couple paces behind me in the crowd. She's doing her little dancing around thing with left hand cradling her drink, the other holding the straw to her mouth. This is how she drinks; a style seen repeated, that is more of a cute two step bob than dancing.

Fifth song, mid-song I turned to head back to the bar to be a little more tipsy. Two steps I make eye contact as her drink goes down mid-chest. Two more steps I'm there quickly reaching up, pretend squeeze of her cheek with a 'so cute' mouthed before walking away.

I pass her friend who is now laughing at me. Questions and no answers. I ask her friend again and I'm gone seconds later not knowing what to think.

All I know is that I'm done with this whole DG thing.