This was something. They were whispering like crazy. The woman had her back to him but he could see the man across the table from her, whispering. His face was bent and close to hers. After a while, she shook her head. He liked the way she did this, but the man at the table didn't seem to. The man got up and put on his stocking cap, and swung the door with the bells on it, like a jerk.