After putting her to sleep, I had my bath and returned to the parlour. I couldn't bring myself to sleep. The date was a disaster; I should have allowed her to continue blabbing. Why did I even stop her? That was what spoilt the dinner but no one goes on a date to discuss spirit partners. It was supposed to be a moment for both of us to better know ourselves. The best thing to do is to apologize for the previous one and ask her out on a new one. I concluded and picked up Alexander BusyBrain's "Talent – The Bomb" and began reading, flipping the pages as I devoured the inspiring word of that great author.