What she said. How she said it. Arlow knew an unbidden 'yes' was the only answer.

This tall, elegant alien was a foot taller than him, but she let her body slink to the side. They were face to face. Her hand trembling lightly in his.

She kissed his forehead in passion restrained.

"Arlow, I made too much notice in meeting you here today. They cannot see me leaving this room."

She pushed up, and away standing in the dressing room sized cubicle.

"When you exit the curtain, Arlow. There will be Lans that offer to take you to that magic realm. Give them a clue that you want that, and they will transport you there."

She folded her arms like a self hug and blinked away. Leaving that 'tink' sound of the Lan Transport Field, when something is moved away.

Arlow used the sleeve of his coat to wipe his face.

Took more than a handful of deep breaths, stood tall, and walked out of the curtain.