Bette sat down at her desk and picked up her pen and her notebook.  She stared at the blank page for several minutes then put down her pen and turned her chair to face the window behind her.  Her eyes focussed on the sidewalk and the people hurrying by in the vain hope of seeing the woman in blue in the crowd below her.  After several minutes of looking she sighed and leant back in her chair her eyes now focussed on the ceiling.  What had this woman done to her, she could not shake her image from her mind, every time the image of her sitting at the table entered Bette’s thoughts her heart raced and, dammit, she was getting wet.  “Well Porter” she mused “You wanted excitement, you wanted a challenge and you got it – in the form of a stranger you have completely fallen for and who has now disappeared from your radar completely”.  There would be no work done this afternoon as Bette was completely incapable of focusing on anything other than her vision in blue. 

Bette tipped her chair forward again and gazed out the window, Kit had said she thought the woman had an
office somewhere close to Bette’s gallery maybe Bette would just see her in one of the windows across “Right” she growled “Like a million to one chance I will”.  Still she looked to her left and systematically began to scan the windows of the brownstones across from her.  As she came level with her own office she stopped, rubbed her eyes and looked again.  She could hear her heart beat faster and louder, her stomach flipped and she squeezed the arms of her leather office chair so tightly it was almost painful.  She was there, the woman in
blue was there, standing in a window only a street width away from her, standing there smiling shyly in Bette’s direction.  Shakily Bette rose to her feet and moved closer to the window.  “Hi” mouthed the woman in blue and blushed wildly. “Me” mouthed back Bette and pointed at herself.  The woman in blue just blushed again and mouthed “Yes you” back at her.  “Come on Porter be assertive, do something or you’re going to lose her again” Bette’s head screamed at her.  Quickly Bette signalled to the woman to come across, she had to meet this woman and the gallery would be a quiet place to do that.  The woman nodded and left the window.