She sat at her table a while longer reading something. She smoked two cigarettes, one after the other, and then there was a long time when she wasn't smoking anything. She just sat there reading what she was reading, and being very still and quiet. He tried to see what she was reading, but couldn't. It was about the size and shape of a magazine and looked glossy like a magazine. After awhile she was through reading and she glanced around the room, meeting eyes with him just long enough for him to nod hello. He thought maybe he should get up and speak to her and perhaps invite her to lunch and then later a film maybe or dinner at his apartment. After all, he read magazines. But she got up suddenly and in a hurry, and left with her coat over her arm.