I yawn as Omar speaks with Lara, although I really don't mean to, but the night grows long.

"Excuse me please," I say, standing from the table. "But I will be retiring for the evening." I turn quickly and walk back towards the hotel, a little disappointed with how the night has gone.

Deep in thought as I walk back, I collide with another person!

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" I say, looking up. I see a familiar face.

"Edmond!" I smile, hugging him. "My dear friend, how are you? What are you doing in Paris?"