#bella;

It’s a little after midnight, and she’s wandering.

Unassuming in looks, one might worry for the safety of the petite woman out alone at night.

But they shouldn’t.

Bella’s not hungry so much as she just doesn’t want to be cooped up, so she’s taken to the street, letting her feet take her wherever they want.

That is, until she spots someone else out this time of night.

No one turns as she slips into the back if the lecture, focused instead on the man speaking. He was the reason they all, like Bella, were here.

It’s been a long time since she’d last seen him, back in America - but, like himself, she had the means and need to travel. Having spent the  better part of the last year in Paris, Bella had gotten wind that Domenic was in Wales - close enough to warrant a little change of scenery.

The talk itself is informative and entertaining, and the applause at the conclusion is much more than merely polite. Making her way through the crowd to the front of the room, Bella smiles, greeting her friend.