The gold luminescence from the exquisite chandelier in this jazz bar leads me to stay in my tranquil state.

I can say everything is following my calm mood now: the background music in this bar, the inaudible chattering between the people, and the vibe. Everything is perfect.

But not when my eyes suddenly catch a pair of eyes looking at me from the bartender's counter. A female bartender. I believe the pair of eyes are silently pulling me closer to her. And she's succeeded.