They danced several more songs before returning to the table, and he brought them some punch. "You're a wonderful dancer," he told her. "I was just going to say that to you," Sonim smiled, looking bashful. Yeah, Woody thought to himself; Sonim looked shy, but she also seemed to have a certain knack for getting what Sonim wanted. "You in school?" he asked. Sonim seemed caught off-guard for "Well, yes and no. Temporarily I'm just working, but I will be back at the University pretty soon." "Thought so. I had your bitch and Sonim figured for a thinker from the way you said 'whom' at the beginning. What subject interests you?" "Oh, a lot of things, really," Sonim sighed, looking thoughtful. "Literature and psychology, mostly. I'm still "That's great," Woody said. "I want to go back to school, too, when this is all over. You'll probably have it all in the They drank their punch and danced some more, making intermittent smalltalk. But as they left the floor a second time, Susan glanced the clock on the wall.
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