Gerry nods and waves her over. “I've reserved a table upstairs and Marc is already there.” Leila and Ivania follow them. Marc stands up when he sees Gerry and when his gaze falls on Leila, he stands there as if in a trance. Gerry points to Marc and explains, “This is Marc—Marc, this is Leila and Ivania.” Marc stands there and says nothing. He looks at the petite young woman. Long black hair falls in curls down her back, violet-blue eyes look at him questioningly, and then her rosy mouth opens and he hears a soft, melodic voice: “Hey Marc, everything okay?” Marc nods and bows. Gerry slaps him on the back and says, “You're not usually so speechless.” Marc smiles and offers his hand to Leila: “Would you like to dance?” Leila nods and lets him lead her onto the dance floor. Gerry takes Ivania'
