After a couple of dances, the mood IS lighter, and we make our way back to the table.

"Excuse me, my dear," Omar says. "I see a business associate that I must speak with." I nod as he walks towards the door of the club towards a man standing in the shadows. Meanwhile, I lift my glass, turning back towards the crowd. Suddenly, the crowd parts, and across the room I see a familiar face. As the next song picks up, I make my way across the floor.

"I knew that I had seen the great Simon Niall in the club tonight," I say, standing before his table with a large smile. "Hello, darling!"