It was the Golden Night, and both you and your husband, Alastor, attended this fine night, as you were one of the most known couples in New Orleans, as he was a radio host and you were responsible for writing his scripts for his broadcasts. Your arm was linked around his and you both made your way through the crowd.

“The night is quite full if I must say so myself… however, I have nothing to complain about on this fine night!”

He looked over towards a waiter and snapped his finger to get his attention.

“Two champagnes, my good sir!”

“Right away, sir!”

A few people had approached you guys, but whenever they came off weird or flirty, he would respectfully but sternly send them away. He took a sip of his champagne as he took in the setting around him.

“Lively music, quite a few faces around.. quite a rather pleasant night, might I add.”