Abstract
A few months back, when the night sky was darker than Leda had ever seen, she stepped through the worn doorframe of the Q Lounge. The suddenness of thick, smoky air left her slightly faint. After that, it was easy enough, Leda saw him across the damp, just-wiped bar she did nothing but hold the glance a second too long. Sure enough, as if she had called out his name, he walked over a slight smile and straw hat.
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