Tan Colored Hat Manes.

[Thomas Cromwell]

I pondered the question she had put to me, "Well i can say I am guilty of having played poker quite a bit back in my younger days and i suppose i did trade blows with a few guys as well. That said i haven't done either in a long time."

I finished my drink and called for a refill, "Once you get up a few rates the type of people you around changes a lot, you spend more time at formal events then poker games and bar brawls. Last event i had gone to was at the Admirals Grand Ball, far more formal uniforms and women in dresses and dancing then any thing."

I thanked the waiter and took a drink, I smiled to my self as i thought about the last event i was at. I had in my older age taken quite a liking to such events, all the women in the beautiful dresses and the good music, food wasn't bad either, though I all ways did feel a bit out of place given that he rarely had a companion to accompany me.

I glanced over at the small freelancer that was stretched out in her seat in front of me, I smiled to my self again imaging the envy i would have garnered to have had her on my arm at one of those events. No only was she very pretty but would even have been considered exotic. Then the thought of her at a formal event made me laugh out loud.

She gave me a funny look, i waved my hand dismissively, "Just had a thought was all." All this reminiscing made me just have to check and see if there was going to be any such events around here any time soon. I pulled out my PDA and taped in to the local cortex and started digging threw event listings, "So i guess to answer you i don't do much more then work and sleep any more, and get hammered with you at bars in the middle of no where." I added a chuckle to that last bit.

My PDA pinged back a listing of a few upcoming events that fit the bill. I just might have to go to one. The setting sun told me we should get a move on. "So are you ready to go on and see what else we can get in to?"

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