“…her eyes sparkled brightly from across the table in their drunken haze and her whole face seemed to radiate happiness when she allowed herself to smile. He liked the way her long hair lightly blew in the slight breeze, even the way it got caught on her lipstick every now and then, but mostly he liked the way she had been looking a him tonight, like she couldn’t believe her luck in sharing a few rounds of drinks with him of all people. That made him feel special, strong, made him feel worthy and confident, especially coming from a girl who seemed so self assured and unattainable like Ignatius.”