Our wine-tasting events had grown in popularity since we brought Alec into play. He had charm and effervescence. His casual use of all the right wine ...lingo made the middle-aged ladies flock to him in herds. They lapped it up like puppies.I was rather skeptical. Until that one night at the Hilton.Alec had guided us through an impressive army of Cote du Rhones and St. Emilions. We of course were supposed to spit out what we tasted. We were to nibble on a crumb of baguette before tasting the next. "So, what should we play?" she asked, turning towards the computer and firing up some program."Um, I dunno." I replied. "I don't really play video games." You what?" She turned back and stared at me. "Wow, someone here is totally missing out." she clicked a few times, evidently browsing her library of games, and added, "Well, let's start with a few favorites of mine." What do you like?" I asked, trying to keep up conversation. "Call of Duty, or..." I said I play games, squirt. Not shit." she. Carrying her shoe`s she locked up and was awaiting his return on the front steps as his car swung in at the gateway exactly on time, followed by a local taxi. He locked his motor, better not to drink and drive He looked approvingly at the clothing, then with not a word held the taxi door and settling her in her seat, set off for his favourite eating place. She held the seat belt from contact with the pins, he smiled, fifteen minutes had them seated in a booth in the corner. The waiter, Carlos,. ‘My Mom got me some contacts, and she cut my hair differently. Do you like it?’ She smiled at him. ‘Yes, I do. You look really nice.’ That was it, Patrick handed the change to Ray who glared at him. Then he saw Ray turn to her and say something, he looked angry. Karen flushed and looked down, then he started the car and did a huge burnout off the lot, sliding the car sideways out into the street. He was so intent on displaying how much power his old Chevy had that he missed the huge 4 wheel.