Indurra looks around and adjusts his bow and brushes his hands against his fur and waits for his "date" to walk in. Their friends had hooked them up for a blind date and he barely knew the girl. He sniffed the rose he got and motioned the waiter to get him a glass of water. "Thank you," he said and took a sip. He was sitting at a table with a candle and what looked to be some sort of ornament in the center, where he waited.chinhamaroo
