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The Streets of San Francisco, a Quinn Martin production.

Starring Carl Malden.

Also starring Richard Hatch.

With guest stars Linda Kelby, Mark Wheeler.

Tonight's episode, Let's Pretend We're Springer.

Hey, what's the matter with you?

People are freaked out.

That guy looks familiar.

Let's trail alongside him, will you, Charlie?

Yeah. I know him. I picked him up about a month ago on a 459.

Hey, Billy!

Let's take him.

Billy!

All right, come against the wall.

Assume the position.

Okay, turn around.

running for, Billy. Listen, what do you want? What are you always hassling me

for? We had a problem to call.

Some guy over in Linwood Avenue.

You know, pal, you fit the description.

Let's go.

What do you think this is?

Patch pocket from a work shirt. Yeah. What have you got?

Well, the tenants are accounted for except for a guy named Harvey Robinson.

The manager thinks he left town today.

Where to?

Vegas. He's got Mondays and Tuesdays off. Goes to Vegas every week like

clockwork. See if you can find out where he stays.

Miss Rhodes, I'm sorry to keep you, but I'd like to ask you a couple of

questions. They told me that you're the one that found her. We were supposed to

have dinner together, but...

She wasn't waiting outside like she always does.

Valerie would have called me if she'd been sick.

So I asked the manager to let me in.

And that's when he called the police.

Did you happen to notice if anything's missing in her apartment?

I already told him.

She always kept about $200 in her dresser.

It's gone.

Well, what about jewelry and furs? I don't know.

I looked through a jewelry box, but...

I really can't think right now. Do you know if anybody like her old boyfriend

ex -husband might have a key to the apartment?

No.

No, it must have been a prowler.

Can I go now?

Yes, of course, sure. We'll keep in touch with you.

Mike, got something for you. Lieutenant?

Not yet. Here, take a look at this arrest report.

No, first things first. Now, what about Robinson?

Okay, okay.

Found the cabbie who drove him to the airport.

Picked him up about 6 .30 p .m., which is near the time of death.

I called the Vegas police, and they're looking for him. Now, will you look at

that report? Give me a chance, will you? Never mind. Just listen.

This afternoon, around 6 o 'clock, Robert got a proper call.

Patrol unit responded and picked up a kid named Billy Martin just a couple of

blocks away.

He had $200 in cash on him. So they hauled him in. Only the victim couldn't

him. So they found this ring on Martin.

What are you building up to? The print reports just came in. They found Billy

Martin's prints all over Valerie Foster's bedroom.

Mike, he was arrested at 6 .35 p .m., just four blocks away from her

What was he wearing?

Well, nothing to match that ripped pocket, but he could have changed.

Did you have an address on him? That's the best part. He's downstairs in the

holding tank.

William Martin, age 12, purse snatching. A couple of years in reform school.

Age 16, forgery.

A little more time in reform school.

Petty larceny, acquitted.

Auto theft charges dropped.

Grand larceny case dismissed. Now, I say, that's a pretty impressive record,

Billy. Excuse me, I didn't catch your name.

Lieutenant Stone, this is Inspector Robbins. We're with homicide.

Homicide?

What's this got to do with me?

Where were you this afternoon?

Listen, I've already been through all this. One more time for me. Where were

you?

Okay, I was at home. I was watching a Bette Davis movie on TV, and when it was

over, I wanted a little company, and I was on my way to this bar.

How do you make a living?

Well, I'm unemployed right now, but I'm looking for work. Then how do you get

by?

A little help from my friends.

What about Valerie Foster?

Is she a friend of yours?

Yeah. Valerie. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I met her a couple nights ago.

Where did you meet her?

I don't know. At the Circus Grill or the Pier Inn. I don't know. I hang out

there.

Why? What about her?

Okay, I'm going to make it easy for you.

She was murdered this afternoon in her apartment.

Your fingerprints were found all over her bedroom.

Now, why don't you make it easy for us?

Listen, I'm sorry. I mean, I'm really sorry about Valerie, but you're looking

the wrong guy here. All I did was spend the night with her.

When was that? I don't know. Monday. Three nights ago. I don't know.

Where'd you get the cash?

I told them I was in a floating crap game. I put 20 bucks down and I got

Was there anybody there that could vouch for that? Look, I don't know who any of

the other guys were. I was only there for 10 minutes.

Where'd you get this?

She gave it to me.

Valerie. Pretty expensive present for a one -night stand.

No, not especially. It's a perfect fit, see?

Listen, I didn't do this.

Tell me.

Why did you start running when the officers ordered you to stop? Because

tired of being hassled by these cops.

Every time I've fattened up my wallet a little bit, these guys drag me in on

suspicion of something.

Sergeant. Listen, I really hope you believe me here because I'm a... I'm a

and how do you kill them?

Book them.

Suspicion of murder.

William Martin?

Hey, counselor, baby.

When's the prelim?

Monday. You think you can get me back out on the farm this time, Miss Harper?

I'll see what I can do, Earl.

All right.

I'm Susan Harper, your attorney, public defender's office.

Have you ever handled a murder case before?

Too many.

Now, William, tell me, what have they got on you?

Oh, nothing. See, I met this girl in a bar, and I spent the night with her, and

that was it.

Have you got an alibi?

Well, not a very good one.

You got anybody who can testify for you?

Employer, character references?

What about your parents?

I don't even know who they were.

William, if you're guilty, I'll see that your rights are protected all the way

down the line.

If you're innocent, I'll fight for you as hard as I can.

But I must know the truth.

Now, okay, I've done a few things in the past that were wrong.

To survive.

But I couldn't kill anybody.

You gotta believe me.

That's Inspector Robbins.

Thank you.

Inspector Robbins?

That's me.

Are you on the Martin case?

Right.

I'm Susan Harper, his defense attorney.

What? Sorry, hello.

Hello.

I filed a discovery motion, but I came to ask you a favor. You could save me a

lot of time if I could have copies of your investigative reports.

Sure. Pete, copy these for me, will you?

Have a seat.

Thank you.

Well, while we're waiting, what have you got on him?

Who? Billy Martin.

Oh.

Well,

we have enough to take him to trial, and it's building all the time. For

instance?

For instance, his friends were found all over her apartment. He had a ring that

belonged to her.

$200 was stolen from her apartment. He turns up with exactly that amount.

Well, it's the story of my life.

Rats. I get all the weak cases.

Sounds like you've got it all locked up.

Well, he... Could be telling the truth, but I doubt it.

Why is that?

Instinct. Besides, he's got a list of priors a mile long.

You mean if he were just John Doe, former quiz kid with a letter sweater,

instincts might be different?

Well, something like that, right?

Thanks, Pete.

Here you are.

Well, thanks for the coffee. You're welcome.

And I'll see you at the prelim, Inspector.

Dan. Name's Dan.

Dan.

Hi, Susan. How's it going? Fine, Mike. Just fine.

What was she doing here?

She's on the Martin case.

Poor kid. I feel sorry for her. She doesn't have a chance.

You feel sorry for her?

Live and learn.

Miss Rhodes, you also stated in our conversation that the deceased would

have given the defendant the ring in question.

Why is that?

Because it was left to her by her mother. I see. You mean it had

value. Yes.

That's a lovely cameo you're wearing, Miss Rhodes. May I ask where you got it?

Well, the fact is that... The fact is that Valerie Foster gave it to you from

her mother's collection. Isn't that right?

Yes.

So much for sentimental value.

Thank you. You may step down. Do you have any more witnesses?

Yes, one, Your Honor, I'd like to recall a prosecution witness, Inspector Dan

Robbins.

May I remind you, Inspector Robbins, you're still under oath.

Inspector, you and I had a conversation about the defendant a few days ago,

didn't we?

Yes. And at that time, we discussed the evidence presented here.

Is that correct?

That's right.

Now, Inspector, about the money allegedly stolen from Miss Foster's

I've read your investigative report, and I don't see any

record of the serial numbers of that money.

There was no record kept that I know of. Then you have no proof that the money

found on Mr. Martin was stolen.

No, we don't. And didn't you say to me, Inspector, that... If the defendant

didn't have a list of prior arrests, that your instinct as to his guilt or

innocence might be different?

Something to that effect, yes.

It was exactly to that effect, wasn't it?

How did she ever get you to say that? It was a private conversation.

Daniel, you have been had.

Mike, that guy is guilty.

Well, if we're going to have to prove that he's guilty, we're going to have to

dig a whole lot deeper.

You still feel sorry for him?

Excuse me.

That was really low class, you know that? All's fair in love and war and the

courtroom. That's not funny.

You're supposed to be a public defender.

Well, you certainly didn't defend the public by getting this case dismissed.

You're all wrong about Billy, you know that? I don't agree with you.

But, okay, I am sorry for using your own words against you.

Can I buy you a drink, make amends?

Just how sorry are you?

Let me show you.

Okay.

On one condition.

Make that dinner.

You're on.

After you.

Mouthpiece.

Hold up.

I just wanted to thank you for all you've done for me. I wanted to tell you

much I appreciate it. I'm glad it worked out. Keep in touch. Let me know how

you're doing.

I will. Thanks.

And thanks for your help, too, Inspector.

So long, Billy.

You bought dinner, dessert's on me.

This is Mario's secret syrup. You won't find Italian ices like this anywhere in

the city.

It's good.

Nice neighborhood.

Hey, don't knock it. I grew up here.

You're kidding.

I would never kid a cop.

Forgiveness is a virtue.

Yeah, I keep telling myself that.

That's where I used to go to church.

Gone now.

This is Mr.

Murphy's market.

My mother used to send me here when we were behind on our bill because she knew

he'd never done me for it.

Of course not.

Now poor little innocent Harper the Hatchet.

Cut it out.

Sorry, I couldn't resist.

This is where I used to study tap dancing.

That's great.

This neighborhood didn't used to be like this, not so bad.

Still, it was pretty tough.

How about you?

Oh, private schools, camping this summer. Camp?

Our highlight of the whole summer was that the water hydrant broke.

Really?

That's too bad.

Getting out in the woods and camping is one of the greatest experiences you can

have. In fact, I'm going up the coast this weekend to do a little fishing.

I know this incredible secluded cove.

How would you like to go?

Me? Yeah, you might really enjoy it.

You think so?

It would be a whole new experience for you.

Okay, we're coming right over.

Robinson is back.

He was cooped up in a motel room in Vegas with the flu. Let's go.

Am I keeping you awake?

No.

Burning the candle at both ends, huh?

Susan. She's very special.

We're going camping this weekend.

Susan Harper and the Wilds?

I'd like to see that.

Want to come along?

What would you say if I said yes?

I'd die.

I wouldn't want you to die.

I was just coming out of my front door when he came barreling down the hall and

knocked me down. Where did he come from?

Out of Valerie Foster's apartment.

Do you remember what he looks like? Oh, sure.

He didn't even stop to apologize.

He was medium, tall, young, 20s. Good looking.

What was he wearing?

A wool cap and a jumpsuit like mechanics and plumbers wear, you know. It was

blue. You mean like this?

Yeah, like that.

Do you recognize any of these men?

That's him. That's the guy.

Will you think about our trip to Lake Tahoe?

Yeah, listen, Yvonne, I think it's a great idea.

Keep driving. Would you let me off down here at the corner? I want to go to the

market and get a couple of things.

Thank you very much.

Okay, we'll put out an APB on Martin, and we'll set up a stakeout here.

Mike, you mind dropping me off at the courthouse? Susan may know where he is.

Any old excuse, huh?

That's right.

Now, I want you to go out.

And buy yourself a dress for the hearing with a neck up to here and way down

past your knees.

You understand?

And I want you to wash your hair so you look like you just stepped out of your

English class at Bennington.

Where? Bay City High.

Okay? Miss Harper, I know you work miracles, but even you can't change a

hooker into Mary Poppins.

Do your best.

Okay, I will.

whether to give you an Academy Award or a shovel.

You're just in time to help me buy some clothes for the weekend.

Hey, it's still on, isn't it? I hope so.

Susan, there's an APB out of Billy Martin.

Do you know where he is?

No. Have you heard from him? No, I haven't. What's wrong?

We've got an eyewitness who can tie into Valerie Foster's murder.

Positive ID.

I don't believe it. Believe it. It's true.

I want to see a copy of the witness's statement.

Of course.

So you tell me.

Is the weekend still on?

You sure don't make it easy, Buster.

Rape? Me?

I'd be flattered if I weren't so upset.

Excuse me, Mr. Swafford. My mind was wandering.

It says here you stole her shoes.

She left them under my bed.

Look.

It's around 9 o 'clock, and I'm asleep already, sound asleep.

And I hear this knocking on my door, and I say, who is it? And she said, it's

me, Winnie. Can I come in? And I said, sure, sure.

After all, we both live in the same home for senior citizens.

And besides, I figured that maybe she couldn't sleep or something. She just

wanted to talk. So what could happen?

What did happen?

Well, before you could blink an eye, she was giving me a kiss and

undoing the top button of my pajamas.

Now, if there was any rape involved, she was the one that was doing it, not me.

And is it my fault if she got so excited she forgot her shoes?

That Winnie, she's getting senile.

Excuse me, just one minute, Mr. Swatter.

The cops are at my place again. I just saw them. Know what's going on. They've

got a warrant out for your arrest.

What? They've got an eyewitness. He says he saw you running out of Valerie

Foster's apartment the day she was murdered.

That's a lie.

They sent over his sworn statement.

I've read it. Well, I don't care what it says.

If anybody saw me there, it was the night I spent with her. Somebody's just

their dates mixed up or something.

Okay, if somebody's got their dates mixed up, we'll straighten that out.

Meanwhile, you've got to turn yourself in.

No.

This is just another setup. Can you see that?

Billy, I'm almost through here. Come on, sit down. Sit down.

Wait for me.

I'll drive you over to headquarters myself.

If my daughter ever hears about this... Oh, your daughter won't hear about it. I

think the whole thing will be dismissed as soon as we get the psychiatrist's

report on Winnie. You do?

Sure. Now, you go home, and you get some rest, and I'll see you in court on

Monday. Okay?

That Winnie, she's a holy terror.

Tell you.

So much for the pier inn and the circus grill.

Yeah, if Billy had shown up at his house, Tanner would have notified us.

There's nothing much more we can do right now.

You know, I think I should call Susan and counsel the weekend.

Why?

Because Martin's still on the loops.

Well, if he shows up, we'll nab him. If he doesn't, why waste a good weekend? Go

ahead, have a good time. You're young.

I'm sorry I kept you waiting.

Where have you been?

Well, you want to know the truth?

I was sitting on top of a big building downtown.

I was seriously thinking of jumping off.

Oh, Billy.

You want anything? You want some coffee?

Why did you call me?

Why haven't you turned yourself in? Because I'm scared.

Somebody down there is trying to get me.

Billy, don't you know the longer you hide out, the guiltier you look?

Oh, this is great. Now you're turning against me, too. You think I'm guilty

Billy, if you were guilty, you wouldn't be sitting here now. You'd be in another

state already.

Oh, Rhett, it's after 12.

I've got to be up at the crack of dawn.

Billy, please.

You've got to turn yourself in. I know.

You want me to drive you over?

No.

I think I'd like to walk the last mile by myself.

My name is Bill Martin. I understand you guys are looking for me again.

Well, what did you make of it, Walter?

I've sent some samples over to the arson lab. We should have a report soon.

Come on. Now, you're the expert. What do you think?

My best guess?

I'd say the fire started in the bed.

Give me another guess.

How soon after the fire started do you think the clock stopped?

Within minutes.

Would it have been a torch job?

Sure.

But then again, he was smoking in bed.

You've got a suspicious nature, Mike.

Yeah. That makes two of us.

Listen, I want the coroner's report on my desk as soon as you get it. Sure

thing.

Well, what if Kim is a junkie and a hooker?

You want to know something?

There but for the grace of God and a law degree, go I.

Susan, because of your background, you identify with the poor, and that's

But who do you think you are, the Statue of Liberty?

Well, who do you think you are, super cop?

Posing as mild -mannered Clark Kent to protect the innocent as long as they are

upper middle class, Caucasian, and have never stolen a hubcap.

Boy, you got me wrong.

Well, you're wrong about Billy Martin. We'll see about that on Monday.

Right.

That's right. We're not going to make it to Monday, Lois.

I think you're right about that, Clark.

Dan, stop the car.

Stop the car.

I've got a great idea. I'm going to get out of the car.

Then you back up, and then you drive forward, and you see this dynamite

chick, me, hitchhiking. And you pick me up, but you don't know me, and I don't

know you, and we don't say another word about work the entire weekend, okay?

You know you're crazy, don't you?

Okay, now here are your lines. You say, um, hiya, sexy.

I say, hiya, big boy. And you say, where are you going? And I say, wherever life

takes me.

Okay? Sure.

Okay.

Hiya, sexy.

Hiya, big boy.

Where are you heading, little darling?

Wherever life takes me.

I don't believe I just did that.

I don't believe you did either.

Where were you last night?

Right here.

You know what I mean.

Between 11 and midnight.

I was with my lawyer.

You can bet on it.

That looks beautiful.

Okay,

let's try it again.

Okay, keep your tip up. Okay.

All right, let's see what we have here.

Let's get a good one.

I don't believe it.

Look what we have.

Big piece of seaweed.

Nice fish.

I don't think that's so funny.

I don't believe it.

You better get you out of these clothes before you catch a cold.

City brat.

Harvey's death just doesn't make sense.

He was not careless.

When did he drink? He might have passed out.

Oh, he had his act together.

He didn't drink or smoke.

What do you mean he didn't smoke?

Hadn't had a cigarette in two years.

He was really proud of that.

It's great.

Thank you.

Mm.

Terrific.

What are you going to eat?

I'm not hungry.

Why not?

Because I didn't catch one.

Muscle -plunked hiking and mountain climbing.

I guess I'm not very good at anything.

It's not necessarily true.

Our dinner is getting cold.

Okay.

Death by suffocation.

What about plain old -fashioned homicide?

No prints, no proof.

Anything turn up yet on that circular we posted on the jumpsuit? Nope.

Susan, come in.

You wanted to see me?

Yes.

Harvey Robinson died in his bed Friday night around 11 .30.

How? A fire in his apartment.

Boy, you guys are beautiful.

Just because you work in homicide, you don't believe in death from natural

causes, accidents?

It wasn't an accident.

According to the coroner's report, there was no trace of smoke in Robinson's

lungs. That rules out death by smoke inhalation, and it means he was dead

the fire started.

And according to the arson squad, the fire started the way most fires do, by

smoking in bed.

The only trouble is, Robinson gave up smoking two years ago.

Couldn't he have had a coronary?

Yes, he could. But let's talk about how convenient his death was for your

client, the only person with the motive.

Didn't Billy Martin turn himself in Friday night?

Yes, after 12 o 'clock. He said he was with you before that.

He was with me.

And who made the arrangements? Was it you?

No, he called me. I bet he did. What time?

He called around 11 o 'clock.

We met at Mario's. He was panicked. I convinced him to turn himself in.

We were together from 11 .30 to 12 o 'clock.

Why didn't you tell me this?

We agreed not to talk about it over the weekend, remember?

Don't you see he's used you?

Dan, he was with me. You've defended hundreds of cases.

How could you be so blind?

Don't you ever going to get it through your mind that Martin is a killer, a

psychopath? Daniel, would you get a sonographer to come in here and take

her statement? You trying to get me out of here to cool me off?

I also want her statement down on paper, signed.

Sure, so she can have them out on the street again.

I'm sorry it turned out this way.

What can I say?

It's an occupational hazard.

I deal in facts, Mike. You've kept my client for 48 hours now. You have to let

him go.

That's the law. You're right.

Mike, Billy couldn't have killed Harvey Robinson. He didn't even know his name.

Susan, I can't prove this.

But here's how I see it.

Now, mind you, I said I couldn't prove it.

But I think Billy Martin is smart enough to set you up.

You mean as an alibi?

Mm -hmm.

Suppose he planned this murder right from the start.

He's with you between 11 .30 and 12 o 'clock.

Then he goes to Robinson's house and kills him.

He sets the clock back to 11 .30, and then he lights a match to the place.

That simple.

As far as getting his name is concerned, well, that's no problem. You know that.

You can't prove it.

I told you I couldn't prove it.

But if it's true, then you've got a psychopathic killer on your hand.

Susan, I'm thinking about you. I am trying to alert you. Now you think about

Homicide soon.

Turn it over here.

That's him.

His name is Dorsey Chandler.

Okay, Chandler.

Come here.

Come on, Chandler. Nobody's going to hurt you.

Where did you get this jumpsuit?

I didn't steal it. Okay, you found it. We believe you.

All we want to know is, was there anything with it when you found it?

Anything.

Think. Anything at all.

Only this, I swear, Mr.

Dorsey, you are a gentleman and a scholar.

You wanted to see me?

Yes. Would you sign on that bottom line? It's an acknowledgment that you've

received counsel from the Public Defender's Office.

Oh, yeah, yeah, I'd be glad to.

You know, I think you're really one dynamite lady.

I can't tell you how much it means to me for someone to have enough faith to go

to bat for me the way you did.

Billy, the cops aren't going to let this thing go.

Yeah, well, at least you know I couldn't kill anybody.

Not Valerie or Robinson or anybody else.

Who?

You know, the witness.

How did you know his name?

I read it in the papers.

Billy, you're in the clear for now, but if you get into trouble again, I'm going

to ask my boss to assign you to a different attorney.

What for?

I'm resigning your case.

Why?

I just think it would be better all around.

Hi, Miss Harper.

Oh, am I early?

I can come back later. No, you're right on time.

I'm all finished here.

Oh, okay.

Thanks. Goodbye, Billy.

How do I look?

Mary Poppins?

Couldn't be popsier.

Could you close the door, please? This will just take one minute.

Inspector Robbins, please.

Is Lieutenant Stone there?

Oh, well, would you leave a message for them, please? It's very important.

Tell them Susan Harper called and that I'm resigning from the Billy Martin

Yes, I did.

Would you have one of them call me at my office, please? I'll wait here for the

call.

Thank you.

Are you okay?

Oh, sure, honey, I'm fine.

Print guys tell me they just love it when some joker uses rubber gloves. They

hold perfectly formed prints on the inside.

These are Billy's prints from Valerie Foster's apartment.

And these are from the gloves. Perfect match.

Okay. So we found this in the dead girl's hand.

The jumpsuit was found two blocks away from the murder scene.

In the pockets were a jimmy, ski mask, wool cap, and these.

That does it.

What's troubling you? I guess this is one time I've got mixed feelings.

This is no time for mixed feelings.

Come on, let's pick them up.

So I decided to kind of... Give myself a rehearsal in this new outfit.

Before we go to court, what did you do?

I applied for a job.

And I got it.

I'm a receptionist. I start Monday at $110 a week.

And I'm clean.

Oh, that's wonderful, Kim.

Well, I guess that's about it for today.

I'll see you in court.

9 .30, right? I'll be there.

Kim.

It feels good, doesn't it? Yeah. When you think about it, it feels great.

He wouldn't have left town. He thinks he's off the hook. So where is he?

Well, we've got a stakeout on his house, an APB working.

Spence and Jones are at the circus grill.

We can't cover every single barn in the city.

Inspector's 8 -1, this is headquarters.

Inspector's 8 -1, go ahead.

Mike, you got a call from a Susan Harper.

Did you receive?

No, when did it come in?

About 20 minutes ago. She said it was important, that she had resigned.

She's waiting for your call in her office. Mike, she knows.

But what if Martin realizes she's on to him?

Tanner, get to a phone and call her.

Ted will lock all her doors.

We're on the way.

What are you doing here, Billy?

I figured out how I blew it.

What do you mean?

How you caught on.

I found out there was a news story about Harvey Robinson, but all it said was

that this guy died in a fire.

Didn't say he could be a witness against me, but now you can be.

No, I can't, Billy. I'm your attorney.

Not anymore.

I'm no threat to you, Billy.

I can't reach our confidentiality.

Don't you understand I can't testify against you? I don't believe you. I

you call the cops.

She may need help.

To all units within the vicinity of 58 and Sutter Street, please respond.

Her office is 414.

This is a code 3.

how i get into this mess it just doesn't seem to stop it's gotta stop somewhere

billy i know

Hold it!

Breathe!

Are you all right?

Schmitty, get an ambulance.

Just take it easy.

Take it easy. You'll survive.

I promise you, you're going to survive to stand trial for murder one.

Lord, was I wrong.

Yeah, almost dead wrong.

Two counts homicide, one count attempted homicide.

How does the defendant plead?

Not guilty, Your Honor. You'll be held in custody to await trial.

Bail denied.

I'll see you in court.

Well, I guess I'll be seeing you.

Dan, would you like to try again?

I don't think I could live through it.

Listen, I've got this great idea.

Let's pretend that you walk into this bar and you see me sitting there alone

a low -cut black dress waiting for something, someone.

Our eyes meet, and though we're perfect strangers, no words are necessary.

I get up from my table to walk over to you.

Our eyes are locked together. Our hearts are pounding.

I trip over a chair.