The bar was quiet the only sound was the blues music playing softly in the background. He had finished early at work and was relaxing enjoy a couple of beers while he read to days paper. The paper stretched out in front of him as he sat at the end of the bar quietly absorbing the headlines and stories, which covered the paper. His head was raised by a break in his concentration, the sound of the bar door opening shattered the quiet of the bar. Turning his head, he first saw her. Long coat trousers high heels and the most enchanting face he had seen in a long time. He watched her as she walked trough the bar their eyes meeting for a short while until she had passed by.
He returned to his paper but the colour of her eyes and the red of her lipstick stuck in his mind as he tried to read the
