’ She scrambled out of the bed and sprinted out of the room. There was a loud thumping noise. ‘Fuck! That’s not where I left the toilet!’ This... was followed by the sound of her trying another door that must have been the right one because the next sound was of her calling for her friends Ruth and Herc (this is the sound you make when you’re throwing your guts down the toilet). I stumbled from the bed and checked the clothes hanging in the closet, it was my hotel room. Breathing a sigh of relief. The next morning as soon as I got to the office and started on my pile of invoices, Wanda came over to my desk. "How about lunch today?" she asked."Okay," I smiled. I was happier than I'd been in a long time. Looking back on it I realize that she was just playing me like a pro. My own need for excitement, or to break out of the rut I thought I was in did the rest.We talked about clothes and the weather and the people at work for about twenty minutes. I was dying, then Wanda slowly started to. " Mine and Jenny's band have played pretty much everything," then throwing a 'no way' look at Robert and Sandy, "except Gospel, but for the most part we're a little bit rock and roll."Everybody threw excited eyes at the four and they wondered what they had said, retracing their words Lenny suddenly said, "Oh no way!" No way at all!"Sandy added strongly."Come on, let's here it you guys," Ana said encouragingly, "Lenny you be Donny and Sandy, you sing Marie's part from the keyboard, the rest of. I asked how her day had been going, and she shared a few unimportant details that nevertheless entertained the table for the next five minutes or so. The conversation then followed a tangent over to another topic. And all in all, we finished the meal amiably.Marie was the first to leave. Without commenting or really even looking at anybody, she got up and hustled off to bus her tray. Still feeling uncomfortable about the way we'd left each other's company this morning, I resolved to track her.