She got out of the car outside of 'The Chicago Rock Cafe', where she was meeting her 'friends', she cheerfully said goodbye to her husband and gaily said 'don't wait up!' before making her way inside. The place was fairly quiet as it was still early, a group of men obviously out on a stag night were standing at the bar with a blow up rubber doll.....she smiled at them and one of them smiled back at her as she ordered a small glass of wine. She looked at the clock, 6.45pm, time for the drink and to steady her nerves. She took her drink to a table by the window and sat watching the evening revelers making their way to the UCI cinema, Hollywood bowl and the various restaurants.
6.55pm.........she finished her wine and made her way to the ladies where she looked in the mirror, checked her hair and make up and decided it was time for the short walk past the lake to The Quays, she didn't like being late, it would only be a few minutes past 7pm when she arrived. It was chilly as she walked, she hoped her nose wasn't getting red, she actually felt quite relaxed now, the glass of wine helping, she wondered if he would be sitting where he could see her enter without her seeing him, or if he would be at the bar......she hoped it was the latter. The Quays came into view, the lights from inside welcoming , she stood outside for a few moments looking at the bar through the windows, but she didn't spot anyone likely to be him.......she tidied her hair with her fingers, took a deep breath thought 'here goes!' and went in through the door.
Her eyes scanned the bar from left to right, the place was quite busy being the Christmas Party Season, she had come here last year with her work friends, then she saw him off to the left, smiled and went towards him, he was standing at the bar nursing a glass of wine.