White: queen's pawn d2>d4

Meanwhile, the waitress moved on to the next table, where two strikingly beautiful but professionally dressed young women were deep in conversation, so that the waitress had left a pair of shooters and was already gone by the time they noticed.

"Oh, did you order shooters?" Alison Cambridge asked her friend in a posh English accent, looking around. "Were these delivered by mistake?" She noticed a black man smiling at her from the bar. "Or maybe they were from him?"