Well you leave Onondaga on a business trip to New York. You're invited to a dinner party in the upper fifties. You sit next to a girl who's not the prettiest girl you've ever seen, she's pale and small, and doesn't wear much makeup. And even you, who doesn't know satin from serge, realise that her clothes aren't new or expensive. Still, you look at this girl, and well - it happens... You're in love, and going no place unless this stranger goes along. That's what happened to Sam Burridge...