Dec 05, 2010 19:46
Jazz music plays in the distance. It's fast, but since it is barely audible, only the bass permeates. The bass is slower, and the occasional strains of saxophone add a melancholy air to the room. Initially running converse to the bright lights and conversation, it ultimately fits right in as these people with sullen faces mumble and feast.
A couple argues across from me. He is domineering and unreasonable. She is quiet and introspective. A predator watches with interest, etiquette restraining its claws.