Dined for the night and they intertwine like settled crazy – he leans a little forward to taste her sumptuously pressed face

And these people attempt to own the whole of the night while pandered people fail and fall, unequal for their gusto nearby

Dressed to forget the mundane working day, wherein memories go to instrumentally disappear, fear not for they’ve been blessed with immaculate precision to unfathomable detail

Anyone willing to take their hand shall bring a world of possibilities to their glass-clashing table – champagne on ice, about to own their very own night