if he was going to object, it would be over her methods.
“They both love theater, and they really wanted to see ‘Warhorse,’ which of course, has been sold out for a while. I sent each of them a ticket, saying in a note that it was a gift given by someone who wished to remain anonymous. Neither one of them knew the other one was coming. It’s my hope that, after having the opportunity to ‘accidentally’ spend the evening together and enjoy the show, they’ll be able to continue the relationship on their own.”
“How do you know all this stuff, Elise? I mean this is personal. Their likes, their histories. Not to mention their attraction to one another. Do you have some kind of magic power over people that they will automatically open up to you, or are you actually a mind reader?”
Elise shrugged. “I’m not a mind reader, but I guess I’m pretty good at both watching and listening.”
“But how do you even know they like each other?”
“Isn’t it obvious? Even now, you can look at their body language like their goofy smiles and the way they are using exaggerated hand gestures. If you’re close to them, you can also see the attraction in their eyes. I read once that if someone feels attraction, the pupils of their eyes dilate. I guess I’m good at picking up that kind of thing.”
“But what about the details? How do you set something like this up? How did you know they both wanted to come to this show? How do you even know Janice is ready?”
“I talk to them some, and I observe a lot. Janice is ready, but just scared.”
The lights dimmed, and the show began. Elise had always liked theatre, and although she’d come to see the fruits of her matchmaking efforts, she’d also wanted to see ‘Warhorse’ for herself. The artistry and choreography were amazing, and the use of puppets was spell-binding. She was soon so enthralled with the performance that it was almost as if she was in the world portrayed on the stage, forgetting about the reality of Ryan beside her and Clint and Janice below.
At numerous points, tears streamed down her face. She was aware that Ryan kept glancing at her. Feeling embarrassed, she tried to unobtrusively wipe the moisture away and stop their flow, but it was no use. Finally, Ryan reached over and captured her hand in his. Though she knew it was just a comforting gesture, Elise still lost track of the action on stage for several minutes while she tried to adjust to the warm pressure of her hand in his and the tingling sensations it was sending up her arm.
By intermission, she already felt emotionally drained on every level.
“I didn’t know this show was this sad!” Elise said, taking a deep cleansing breath as the lights came up. “I never saw the movie or read the book. Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea for Clint and Janice’s first date.”
Ryan gently released her hand. “Don’t worry. It ends well. I’ve both read the book and seen the movie. Besides, it looks like it was the perfect choice for Clint and Janice.”
Elise looked down in the direction of Ryan’s nod. Pulling up her binoculars, she took a closer look, not sure if she should believe her eyes. Clint had his arm around Janice in comfort as their heads were tilted close together in conversation. Elise felt a surge of satisfaction. It looked as if Clint and Janice were going to be just fine.
Ryan stood and stretched. “Thank you for bringing me, by the way. Besides the matchmaking entertainment, it’s a good show. I’ve wanted to see if for a while now. How did you happen to have an extra ticket for me anyway? Did you have to cancel plans with some hot date and give the ticket to me instead?”
Elise stood as well and began stretching her muscles to work out the kinks from sitting so long. Many of the other people around them had already moved toward the lobby and the restrooms, but Ryan made no move to follow.
Elise explained, “I bought four tickets initially—two for Janice and