"I was surprised at that myself, but the woman who took charge of the planning this time is a bit of a tee-totaler, which is why there's no alcohol today. Not all professors imbibe, I suppose. If I had been arranging things, it would have been different. That must come with being around longer."

The longer Julianna talked to the Irishman, the more she got the feeling that she'd seen him somewhere. Not terribly recently, and they hadn't spoken before this, but it was nagging at her. He was too old to be one of her students. It wasn't as if Las Vegas was lacking when it came to good-looking men. The Watcher took a contemplative drink of her water.

"I'm having the strangest sense of deja vu, and I have no idea why."