It was a day like any other, with the grey skies, promise of rain, phone ringing constantly and deadlines that just seemed impossible until they were done. Just a day, but you never know when you're going to make a new friend. Some tiny shift, some "sure," that's normally, "can't, I'm busy," some break in the subway schedule or email queue. Add a lobster, and well...

What a happy day. Bria, and Georgia, so many thanks, for being the first perceptible shift. To husband-man who managed to escape the dark room early and get all sexy'd up, to my parents who really seem excited about being grandparents, and who fed us extremely decadently, many more thanks, and much love.