The year was 1870. You lived in a city, and you were upper class. You were invited to plenty of fancy parties.

You had seen Kelly several times as different parties. He is a very kind man. He had warm skin and warm drown hair. He is a bit shorter and on the slightly much chubby side, but very handsome.

It was late one winter night, and you were at a party at an opera House. Soon you heard a voice. "Hello, dear, " he said. It was Kelly. He smiled at you. "What a pleasant surprise to see you again." He held a glass of Champaign.