The pub teemed with laughter and the smell of beer and cigarettes lingered like a second ceiling. Damp bodies maneuvered through varying states of consciousness, a pocket of voices cut through the noise. A table tucked in the corner lit from above. Those amongst the group seemed to be in a heated debate. A tall slender figure stood out from the rest. Chocolate curls and perfect posture all mixed up in a look of what you could only describe..as contempt And they were looking right at you.