Well NO! Quite frankly she couldn't, and she rushed up, and made her way to the Exit. Then horror of horrors, who should see in her path but Danny.

Danny was Daphne's ex. He was the very reason she had been away on holiday.  He'd also had a fling with Frances but that had been years ago, a long time before Frances and Daphne had met through work and had become good friends. What Danny could possibly be doing at  a seedy place like Chez Moi was a complete mystery to Daphne. It wasn't the type of place that he would normally frequent. Danny was quite a snob really and certainly very careful about the places and circles he would 'be seen in'.

Daphne was still feeling very vulnerable about their break-up. She hadn't been the one to initiate it and she still wasn't sure what it had all been about. One minute Danny had been all over her, and the next he was telling her to back off and give him some breathing space.

Danny and Daphne stared at each other but neither spoke. Daphne wanted to cut and run. She couldn't think of anything to say, and was embarrassed about being there, but wouldn't Danny feel the same way too? Curiosity got the better of her. She carried on walking in the direction of the exit, and then dodged behind a group of people sat at the bar just inside the doorway. She could still see Danny from her vantage point but he couldn't see her. Shakily, she edged herself on to a bar stole and ordered a double gin.