11
It began to rain in Aidan’s dream. The rain seemed very realistic, so realistic he felt he should go out of the cave to take a piss.
12
Min and Raf left the Odeon to find a gentle mist had replaced the rain. They decided to walk the 15 blocks or so back to the Gresham. There were still many ghouls and spirits about, and in the mist they seemed quite proper. It was easy to think that this night might really be a thin time, and that some of the visions in the mist were not in costumes at all, but inhabitants of some other world who were celebrating the night with the young engineers.
Min and Raf, however, paid them little attention. The night had become a serious date, but neither quite wanted to admit it. If their feelings were not mutual, there would only be disappointment. So they talked about other conferences and gatherings coming up, when they might meet again, ‘to talk about their theories’.
Too quickly they were back in the lobby of Min’s hotel. She did not invite him up, of course. He bowed, knight-like, and kissed her hand, holding it a little longer than necessary, and returned to the night.
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