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 Waiters boogie-woogie through the crowd. They flog cold beers and live crabs on overhead trays. Nippers gnash. Punters chug [[Bitcoin|Satoshi]] Extra-Dry. It’s an [[Blockchain|on-chain]] open bar. The vodka luge hits peak. [[Day count fraction|Daycount]] chit-chat hits peak. The accordion swing-jive hits peak: ''breakneck'' BPM.
-The [[Negotiator]] makes a track through the hullaballoo.
+Stage left: the [[Negotiator]] cuts a track through the hullaballoo. And then sees her. Hullaba-hell''oooo''.
-Then he sees her. Hullaba-hell''oooo''.
+The counter scene is chaos. His bar presence is zilch. All the same he catches her eye — ''just''. There’s a flicker and its gone. She looks down. She looks away. She flushes red. ''There'': she steals another look through that tumbling fringe. ''This'' is the moment.
-''That’s — the girl from the [[Process agent|agency]]''.
-The drinks counter scene is chaos & his bar presence zilch, but he catches her eye — ''just''. There’s a flicker and its gone. She looks down. She looks away. She flushes red. ''There'': she steals another look through that tumbling fringe. ''This'' is the moment.
 He rams a [[Cayman Island rum cake|Tortuga chaser]]. That bad boy gives him wings. He sidles up.
-She blows her fringe and contrives boredom. “You ''[[Following business day convention|following]]'' me, youngster?”
+She blows her fringe. She contrives boredom. “You ''[[Following business day convention|following]]'' me, youngster?”
 He cracks out ol’ *innocent face*. “Look, lady: I was here first.”
-She looks him up and down. “Is that a fact.” She ''says'' it like a fact.
+She looks him up and down. “Is that a fact.” She scoffs, but vibes playful. She runs a finger round the rim of his glass. Their eyes lock again. “O.K., soldier, so you say you were ''[[preceding business day convention|preceding]]''?”
-“Yeah.”
-She scoffs, but vibes playful. She runs a finger round the rim of his glass. Their eyes lock again. “O.K., soldier, so you say you were ''[[preceding business day convention|preceding]]''?”
 He shrugs. “I guess I figured you would wind up here eventually, so I just made sure I got here first. I was, ahhh — [[Modified following business day convention|''modified'' following]] you.”