i turned back towards mason and grabbed my purse off the table , `` i 'd love to . '' its not always about what you touch . hell , his mind was back in a large ranch house , and in bed with a beautiful redhead . i found my seat again and slumped over the board , pretending to study it , but i could n't remember whose move it was . i step back and he moves with me . i wonder if i should tell him about me being the director and my bowling night . 