“I’ve never seen you around before.” Dana says trying to change the subject.

“Yeah, I was out of the scene for awhile. You know how it is when you have a girlfriend.”

Dana doesn’t let Harper finish. “You have a girlfriend?”

“No, not any more. We broke up eight months ago. So I’m just now getting back into the world of dating.”

“Oh. Well didn’t you guys go out?” Dana asks.

“She wasn’t big into clubs really. Plus we lived on the East Side so we didn’t spend too much time over here.”

“So you live over here now?”

“Yeah, it’s a lot closer to work and makes my life easier.” Harper takes a sip of her beer.

“Where do you work?”

“I have a little business in Santa Monica.”

“Your own business? What do you do?” Dana asks with excitement.

“We cater to bands mostly, and sometimes the occasional movie studio. We silkscreen posters, t-shirts, do buttons, CD artwork. Graphics and merchandising stuff mostly.” Harper tries not to fall into business mode.

“That’s very cool.” Dana smiles wondering if she might have seen any of Harper’s stuff.

“What about you? What do you do?”

“Oh, uh, I’m a professional athlete.”

“No *****!” Harper is impressed and not at all surprised looking at the fit body in front of her. “If I guess right will you tell me?”

“Yes, but you only get 3 guesses.” Dana smiles big, flashing her perfect white teeth.

“Ok, let’s see you’re too skinny to be a gymnast or soccer player. That would probably rule out field hockey. Is that even a professional sport?”

“I’m not sure.” Dana says.

“Too tan to be skiing or snowboarding. And I’d know you if you were a surfer. Hmm…” Harper inspects Dana. Dana feels herself shift a little under the watchful eyes. “Shake my hand.” Harper extends her hand.

“What?” Dana doesn’t think she’s serious.

“Come on! Shake my hand.” Harper puts on her most charming smile. Dana does as asked and shakes Harper’s hand. “I got it. Tennis player.” Harper releases her hold and gives a satisfied grin.

“OK how did you know that?”

“You’ve got the tennis grip handshake.” Harper laughs.

“There is no such thing!” Dana’s not falling for it.