How a man sees a lady...

The room was crowded. There were a lot of people, some I knew, others I had no idea who they were. I felt a little bit like an outcast. I had never enjoyed those kind of parties. Most people were too fancy, like it was a royal celebration and the ones who weren't like that, still were fancier than me. But it was my best friend's biggest night and I had to be there. At least a couple of hours.
I went to the bar and ordered a drink and all I could here around me were discussions about the latest artist or the opening of a new gallery or their business. Everything there was formal, nothing fun, so I decided to go out and enjey the view of the near lake. At least there was quite. But after a few minutes, without even noticing, someone was standing beside me.
And then I saw her, in a long black dress that fitted perfectly, with a glass of champagne in her hand. She looked at me and all I could see were those beautiful blue eyes and her smile when she saw how surprised I was.
- It it pretty boring there, isn't it? she asked and her voice left a hole inside me. I felt like I had never heard a woman with such a kind but at the same time powerful voice. I was under a spell.
- Yeah, yeah...and tehre is too...
- Noisy. Yes, I know. That's why I like to come here. It is a peaceful place. Then she drank. I didn't know what she was doing, but every move captivated me. The way she was holding the glass, how she was drinking, how she was looking at that lake like it was the only place in this world.
I felt like a stupid kid, when he can't take his eyes from a bike or some candy. But I couldn't do anything about that. Then she took out a cigarette.
- Got a light? I had a lighter in my pocket and I helped her. Do you smoke?
- No, but I always have a lighter with me. You don't know when it could be useful.
- Yeah, me neither. I mean I just smoke occasionally, when the situation requires it. Like this one.
- You need a distraction.
- Kind of. You understand me. Then she smiled at me and I saw that she wasn't an ordinary woman.
Then I heard a slow song and I had an idea.
- Would you like to go inside and have this dance? She looked a bit surprised, but I knew she wouldn't refuse.
- Yes, I would like that.
- Well, après vous!
- Looks like someone knows how to impress a woman.
- A lady. I use those for ladies.
We came back inside. I put my arm slowly around her back, hoping not to be nervous. I just had started to be more confident.
- I have to say that I am not a good dancer, actually.
- You're doing well by now mister. Then we just let ourselves guided by music and said nothing. It would have ruined the moment. After a while the music stopped and so did we.
- Thank you for this dance. You were pretty good.
- Then, I have to thank you.
- But I'll have to leave right now...we'll see again.
- But I don't even know your name.
- Don't worry! You will! And she left.
I knew that if she was just a woman, that night wouldn't have ended like that. But she was a lady and I knew I needed to be a gentleman. I watched her leaving.
That dress, that body, that voice, that walk...