Later that evening, Mona was going through her music library, trying to find what she felt Ace needed for the new trick. She had already eliminated certain genres as being totally wrong, and had listened to a dozen pieces, without success. She sat at her computer, looking at her inventory of songs, symphonies, concertos and the like. Now I understand Ace's frustration. This is going to be harder to find than I figured, she thought to herself.
As she continued to search, a melody started forming in her mind. It was so quiet, that at first she didn't realize what was happening. Then, as it grew in length, she stopped checking her computer files and 'listened'.
It sounds right for what Ace needs, but it needs words, she thought. She wrote down the melody on the computer, printed it out, then took it over to the piano and played it. She worked some more on it, arranging it, while humming the melody. The more she worked, the better she liked it.
Finally, she stopped. She had the melody, but couldn't find the right words. Oh well. I did ask for a few days. I'm sure the words will come in time. And, maybe...
She had a little idea of her own for how the music would be performed. She decided to let it 'simmer', as it were. Finally, she went to bed, to dream romantic dreams.
Four days later, Mona still didn't have the words. Early that afternoon, Ace called her at her home. "Ace, I don't have the music you need, yet. But I'm closing in on it, so don't you worry," she said, before he could say a word to her.
"That's wonderful, Mona, but that isn't the reason I called." he replied.
"Oh?"
"No. I was wondering if you were free this evening."
"Maybe," she said archly, smiling at the screen. "What did you have in mind?"
"How about dinner at Planet Electric, dancing and later a walk in the moonlight. There is a full moon tonight, you know. And we haven't gone out together in weeks."
"Ace, that sounds perfect. But there really isn't any truly romantic place in Electro City for that walk. Why don't you come here for all of it? I'm sure I can whip up something."
"Dinner at your place sounds wonderful, Mona, but don't cook. I have a better idea. A catered dinner, just for the two of us. I'm not going to put Angie out. I'll have the chef at Planet Electric make up a basket, and we can have an 'al fresco' dinner in your garden. How does that sound?"
"Perfect. I'll have a table and chairs moved out there, and I know the perfect place to put them."
"I'll be there around 7:30. Is that good for you?"
"I'll be counting the hours. Until then." She blew him a kiss, then terminated the connection.