The bar was empty for Friday night, he could still see the faces of the people and many spaces available. Harry took another sip of his whiskey, re-inspecting the young and new faces on the place.

She had been watching him, shy smiles, crossed looks, she was younger but certainly did not seem to care about his age.

He didn't want more chaos in his life besides work, his recent divorce, the breakup of his affair, everything was too much but at the same time he felt lonely and empty.

And soon found himself sitting next to her. "Hi... can I invite you a drink?" He said with all the confidence he could muster, a little confused about how young people were flirting these days.