presence using such words.

John had only just taken a new roll of film from his camera bag when the Mystery Blonde emerged like from the washroom and headed for the elevator. John panicked slighly. Trembling with excitement of what he hoped was to come, he fumbled with his camera bag accidentally tipping out the contents.

"Oh shit!" he whispered to himself as he watched some of the canisters holding rolls of film, roll across the plush carpet of the Sklyon Restaurant.

Two waiters came to his aid and scrambled to collect the canisters, some of which had rolled under a nearby table. They handed them to John who quickly returned them to the safety of his camera bag. He hastily thanked the two waiters for their assistance and looked towardsthe spot where he had last seen the Mystery Blonde.

He assumed she had headed for the elevator as there was no other reason to stay in the restaurant. He walked quickly, not wishing to draw undue attention to himself and headed towards the elevator.

John was close to the elevator when he saw the Mystery Blonde enter just a couple of yards ahead of him. His luck was changing at last. His heart thumped and his pulse raced. So close, he was certain he could smell her perfume.

From behind him he heard,

"Sir, sir. Stop sir!", it was one of the waiters who had helped him pick up the contents which had earlier spilled from his camera bag.

Wondering whether or not to stop or continue towards and, eventually, into the