Charlie giddy with nervous energy walks back and forth under the bright lights from the marquis.  It’s been years since they’ve had a date night, but he’s hopeful that the magic of the symphony will rekindle the warmth in her heart.  A light drizzle of snow glistens on the shoulders of his velvet blazer.  The crowd, that only minutes ago flooded the entrance, has gone inside to claim their seats and only a few people sucking down the last of their fast burning cigarettes remain.