The clock on the wall ticks away
just a few more minutes and it ends
another emotional work week
Tick tock tick tock
A head appears in the doorway
a comic look glued to a grin
"Come with us and have a drink -
quiet little place down the street"
Different room, different sounds
Ice in a glass keeping time
clink clink clink clink
Condensation leaves a ring
A tap on the shoulder
a voice at my back
"Allow me to be pleasantly surprised"
She smiles and fingers my tie
"You're allowed" comes my reply
"But surprised for what reason?"
She laughs and takes my glass
"Scotch, is it? Should have known by the tie"
Still holding the tie she asks, "want to dance?"
"There's no music," I say
"shhhhh..." is her reply
