the man behind the bar was cleaning glasses and watching something ahead of him . tis said that dark must dull the mind , nay , one mans dark is bright as day . i kiss the side of his head , my hands gripping his neck . as he said the last word , he stopped and turned , meeting my eyes and holding them until i had to shyly look down . you 'd better get the hell out of here ! '' `` you 'd have to let me pay you for your time . 