Acey walked slowly away from the Stella, wondering where Scip had gone.

There were many people; the ones who lived here, the tourists, etc., but she had eyes for only one. And, where had he gone?

She wandered aimlessly through allies, and the thought of being lost crossed her mind. Would she be able to find her way back to the theater? Probably not. Unless she found who she was looking for.

"Scipio?" she called, after sighting the familiar black trench coat. "Is that you?"

"Acey!" he called, spinning around. "Why are you here?"

"I was..." she started, trying to think of a lie. But, she wasn't a liar. "Looking for you."

Scipio laughed at this, and turned back to the door he had been facing. "It's a dance club..." he admitted, shrugging.

"Do you have any money to go in?" she asked, her eyes twinkling. She may not have been fit, but she loved to dance.

"Nah. You want to dance?" the question was direct, and Acey took a surprised step back. You could hear the music through the wall, so why not dance?

"Uh... sure," she said, trying not to show just how much she wanted to dance.

You say you're down on your luck,

Hey Baby it's a long, long way up,

Hold back now, hold back your fears,

You say you're really down and out,

And you feel like there's no way out now,

Let go now, let go of your tears some more,

The song echoed through the alley as the two slow danced, and a pink blush found a home on Acey's cheeks.

The song ended much to soon (at least in Acey's opinion), and the two just stood for a minute.

"When you said 'Be careful' back in the Basilica, you were going to say something else, weren't you?" he inquired suddenly.

Acey hung her head with embarrassment. "Yeah..." She HAD meant to say something else. Something she had been thinking about since he took of his bird mask.

"Are you going to tell me what it was you were going to say?" he asked with a grin.

"No," she said simply, shaking her head. Her blush had disappeared, but she was still somewhat embarrassed that he knew she wasn't going to say 'Be careful'.

"Alright then, should we go back?" he said, changing the subject for her sake.

"Yeah, but don't run. I'm not as fit as you are," she said honestly, though she didn't seem to mind being unfit.

He looked from her waist to her eyes, with a questioning look.

"I have a somewhat high metabolism," she laughed, starting to walk. "I can eat whatever I want without gaining any weight. But, I'm just not athletic."

With a laugh, he followed her lead and started the walk back. "Do you know where you're going?" he asked her.

"No idea. If I hadn't of found you, I don't think I would have made it back."

"You don't use your head for much else other than writing and observing, do you?"

"Nope. It serves no other purpose."

"Some how, I knew that."

The two laughed all the way back to the Stella.

A Note:

I do not own that song. It's 'Angel's Wings' By Social Distortion. A fabulous song, and it really suits the mood in this chapter. You should listen to it.