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Naomi Randall - Journal

17th March 1999 - Part One

Back home again. Tonight was good. Maybe a little awkward at the start, he took me to a really expensive restaurant, I had no idea he was so rich, he doesn't act like it. I felt a little uncomfortable and out of my depth to start with, but after a while... we were just talking and stuff, I have no idea what we even talked about, but it was just really comfortable and he made me forget where I was totally. Thinking back, I have no idea how he managed to eat his dinner with a broken arm though.

Then when he dropped me back home... he came and said goodbye to me on the steps to the building. He kissed my hand, that's it, nothing else. Then he walked off. It was kinda weird, but sort of... wow... at the same time.

There's going to be a second date. He says he's going to take me to the opera when he gets back from his next business trip. Once again, I am daunted by the prospect. And I am really going to have to talk to Ellen to find something to wear... what do people wear to the opera?

Anyway, better get to sleep. Have to go find bits of wire with random people tomorrow.

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