"It's a private matter, actually," Mandy said steadily, quietly, staring directly into Billy's eyes."It's a private matter, actually," Mandy said steadily, quietly, staring directly into Billy's eyes. "Hey! No worries! We can swap war-stories later. And..." At that point their drinks arrived. Billy had ordered what was nominally a BoilerMaker, except she specified Glennfiddich single malt scotch and Guiness, instead of the usual beer and bar whiskey. Jason winced at the abuse of fine scotch. Mandy bought the round, while Billy flirted with the waitress, succeeding in flustering her considerably before she headed for another table. Jason resolved to tip her heavily. "Listen, there's a little get together in our room tonight," Billy confided, in a conspiratorial tone. "We've arranged for Miss Kat, the designer- she's from Germany you know- to use our rooms for a little show. Strictly invitation only, of course." "We'd be delighted," Mandy replied softly, still looking directly back into Billy's eyes. "But I thought," started Jason, thinking of their plans. |