In The Dark

The bar is mostly empty. They have turned the lights down--getting ready for the evening crowd I suppose though they never seem to get there. This bar was her idea. It is a smoke free environment, which is something that is important to her.

She arrives late. Doesn't apologizes. Her greeting is stiff and formal. While we talk, I notice her eyes darting away to look around. She is of Asian decent, Indian to be precise but was born and has lived in the states her whole life. Other Asian might use the derogatory term "banana" to describe her (white on the inside, yellow on the outside).

She is pretty and I am floored when she tells me she is 40 years old. We had not spoken about age before and I would have guessed her to be in her low thirties but her body language is confusing. Though she says she enjoyed the evening I see little real interest in her eyes and her words and actions over the next few days leaves me less interested too.

Outside right now it is snowing. The first week of April but it looks like February. Tonight I am supposed to meet the Killers fan for dinner. I have been looking forward to seeing her again for more then a week now. I hope she is more interesting.