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Darien looked out at the dance floor again, "Where the hell did Heath go" he thought, he shrugged and took another drink of his beer. "A coroner huh, not the most lively job in the world", he said with a chuckle, "Bet you've heard that one a million times huh", he said with a smile. She seemed concerned kept looking at her cell phone, "Are you expecting someone?", he asked. He shifted slightly on the bar stool, they weren't the most comfortable thing to sit on two legs let alone one. And he couldn't afford for that one to fall asleep, "Hey I'm gonna take my drink over to one of the tables you want to join me or would you rather wait here for who ever your waiting for?", he asked as he carefully slid himself off the stool.