[MaC] An Interruption

[Tara Kunkel]

At 02:28 PM 12/24/2004, you wrote:

>>>"Cheers," Pamela answered in a voice gone slightly hoarse, and met 
>>>Nicola's glass with her own.
>>And then there were several other toasts exchanged ... but it was a 
>>difficult thing to gauge.  People bumped into each other - and other 
>>people weren't where they were expected to be.  It was hard to determine 
>>who was actually present in the darkness, and who was not.
>>The piano continued to play undisturbed.  The lift had cranked away into 
>>the distance, and was even now doubtless collecting the ARP warden.
>
>"Maybe someone should go over and tell Mr. Barowenski about the UXB?"
>Marjorie said from her stool.  "He must have a light on over there
>to be able to play.  Besides, we could hear what's happening outside
>better if he weren't playing."  She fumbled in the darkness to put
>her empty glass on top of the bar.

"Well I suppose I can go," Braham offered as he rose up from his own stool. 
"I don't mind. And beside that, I'd like to be able to hear any commotion 
coming from outside as well."

Slowly he began to fumble his way across the room, excuse himself every few 
feet just to let others know he was coming.