Danny chased Ed through the security room. "Mary who?"
"Danny, you've been asking me that since we got in the elevator and my answer has not changed…I…don't…remember." He stopped to check the security monitors. "Hey Mitch, what's up with the drunk on five?"
"Nessa's got him."
"Ed…" Danny began.
"Danny! Her file is somewhere in my office."
"Can I go look for it?"
"Can you go…No you cannot go through my desk!"
Danny turned away in frustration.
"Danny!" Mitch called, "there's trouble at the champagne brunch. Looks like streakers."
Danny checked the monitors. "I'll be right there."
He hurried down to Mystique, greeting a frazzled Delinda Deline at the door. With the assistance of two other security guards he stopped the streakers, taking them to holding so they could sober up. He headed back to Mystique.
"Hey Delinda."
"Yes Danny." Delinda gave him a brilliant smile.
He leaned closer to her. "Have you met the new Special Events Director?"
"Of course. She's around somewhere." Delinda looked around. "She's cute. Maybe you should ask her out."
"Ha. Ed said she's a local."
"Oh yeah, born and raised. She hasn't talked much about it."
"Well, you know us locals don't like to be known as such." Danny feigned humility.
"Right. Is that why you keep offering to show Nessa the sights of Vegas?"
"Hey, she works here. People will be asking her what to go see…"
Delinda began laughing and still was when she was approached by a beautiful brunette staring down at a clipboard.
"Delinda, some of the couples wanted to make reservations for lunch tomorrow. Do you want me to collect the names or would…" The brunette looked up at that moment and froze, her eyes locked with Danny's.
They stared at each other for a long moment, Delinda looking on in confusion. Finally, Danny broke the silence.
"Mary?" He sounded dumbfounded.
Mary handed Delinda her clipboard and ran, not an easy feat in the four inch heels she wore. But Danny's frozen state gave her a head start as she dashed into the ladies room. Danny screeched to a halt right outside the door, followed by Delinda. He hit the wall in frustration as his phone rang.
"Danny?" Ed's voice was loud. "What are you doing?"
"I was…"
Ed cut him off. "You know what? I don't care. We're missing a whale. Get up here."
Danny snapped his phone shut. "Look, Delinda, let me know when she comes out."
"Why?"
"Please. I just need to talk to her."
"Yeah, whatever."
Danny took off. Delinda made sure he was gone and slid into the bathroom.
"Mary?" She called softly, "I know you're in here."
"Sorry Delinda." Mary came out of the far stall. "I didn't mean…that is…you know there's no great way to explain this."
"I just assumed you knew Danny somehow."
"Yeah. What was he doing here? Are you two…?"
"No. No, no, no, no, no. We used to, but no. Danny's head of security."
"Oh no." Mary leaned against the wall, her head in her hands. "I'm gonna have to quit. I've only been here a week and I already have to quit."
"Mary, I think you're overreacting." Delinda put her arm around Mary's shoulders. "Obviously you and Danny have some kind of history, but you can't quit over that. You can just avoid each other until you're ready to talk." They walked out of the ladies room. "Right now, you have a champagne brunch to take care of."
"Yes. Thank you Delinda."
