A twinge of sympathy pinged inside of Liza, her lips slightly parted as she looked at Alice.

[i]I've been there before too, Alice. I know exactly how your feeling right now. All you can do...is bare with it.[/i] Liza thought somberly. 

Liza caught herself from speaking and looked back forward, out the front of the cab.
The sun had set, the sky was dark, shrouded by the early hours of the night.
The streets were lit up with the headlights of cars and the never ending stream of window lights and street lamps. The sidewalks were crowded with pedestrians even at this hour, mobs of people that walked to and for up and down the concrete.

"We're here." Came the sudden voice of the cab driver.
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The towering penthouse stood before them as the cabbie pulled up to the sidewalk in front of the sky scraping wonder.

Liza stared at the building from her side of the car, a curious wonder to her mind.
[i]This is far from Dalton's style. Why would he invite Alice to something like a ritzy tux and gown ball in the Downtown district? A cheap drink after a bad dinner is more of his speed.[/i] Liza thought with grim humor.
She said nothing though, not wanting to damper Alice's mood further.

"Well," Liza said,"have a good time. Anything you need before I go?"