Tie was pulled up to the top button, it sat neatly beneath my white collar which was pressed and folded. My jacket lay folded over the back of the bar stool. In my hand was a bottle of beer which I sipped in front of an open laptop screen, spreadsheets wall papered the blue-light which emitted a low glow.

The bar tenders had changed shift from day to evening staff. After being sat here a fair while, approximately an hour and 43 minutes, I knew it would shortly be time to make my way to the hotel room.

You could argue this was a tour, travelling around the country, train to train, spreadsheet of sails to a spreadsheet of net profits and outgoings. The high life of being a finance executive for a large corporation. No time for settling, or wives or homes or families or pets. A singleton without debt and a large income.

From across the way, I noticed two pairs of cats eyes glancing at me, a quick dart from a shy female. Her dress was beautiful, long black sand flowing, a short v neck could show the beginning of cleavage. Balanced beautifully with a glint of silver from diamonds across her neck and ears, made visible with hair tied back high. I gave her smile but she looked away, crimson embarrassment clearly covering her expression as a friend from her crowd pointed me out. I could tell from this moment on, work was completed for the evening as I took a final swig and made my way towards the group of females.

"Please excuse my interruptuon," I declared in my English accent, "would there be a chance you beautiful women would be interested in a drink." Glancing at each, well dressed female, unable to spot any engagement or wedding rings on initial glance. My eyes finally landed on hers, she stared transfixed a twinkle in her eyes. No longer shy but quiet, an expression of curiosity, "my name's James, it is lovely to meet you all." I hold her hand and, like a gentleman, bring it to my lips for a kiss.