InsaneJournal

It really wasn't that unusual for Rich to be heading out from his flat in time to catch a pub closing. The world was, after all, round. It had all those inconvenient time zones, and night here was day there. It might have been cheating, but he'd simply gone to bed Saturday afternoon. Not only was he well-rested, but he'd had plenty of time to shower, eat, and get dressed for the occasion. The club they were going to was run by an older couple he'd met during the war years. It was down by the docks, but had an eclectic clientele. He hoped Genie would enjoy the music and dancing.
               
Genie had been a pleasant surprise the other day. Not only was, as she had said, not especially shy, she hadn't hesitated to let him know she'd found him interesting. A pleasant, and a fun surprise. So there was a bit of a smile on his face when he came into Wingbeats not long before closing and took a lean on the bar, ordering a Black and Tan, Newcastle floated on Guinness. He took a swallow, letting the two different beers mingle, then set the glass on the bar and glanced around to see if he could spot his date as well as anybody else he might know there.