Therri stared out the large observation window at the tapestry of lights far below. “It's beautiful. I'll never forget this night. But please tell me how you wrangled the use of the zeppelin for a dinner date?”

“I had to pull a few strings. The Germans are anxious to reclaim the first airship to have landed on the North Pole. When I heard the zeppelin was being flown from Canada to Washington, I offered the services of an experienced pilot, and in return reserved the din- ing room for a few hours. It seemed the only way we could have din- ner undisturbed.” He looked at his watch. “The pilot says we have time for one dance.”

“I'd love to.”

They rose from the table and Austin offered his arm, and they strolled into the dimly lit lounge. Austin turned on a record player, and the mellow tunes of the Glenn Miller band flowed from the speaker. “Thought we should have a little period music.”

Therri was staring out the observation window at the lights of the great East Coast megalopolis. She turned and said, “Thank you for an exceptional evening.”

“It's not over yet. After we land, we can have a nightcap at my place. Who knows where the evening will lead ?”

“Oh, I know exactly where it will lead,” she said with a dreamy smile.

He took her in his arms, inhaling the scent of her perfume, and high above the earth, they danced among the stars.

The End