It wasn't until about 3:30 am that I finally walked out of the Owl Bar in order to keep my promise to my friend Jennifer that I would escort her apartment house near 1100 North Charles street. But I had to use the restroom on the lobby floor and about sometime after I left the restroom I managed to glance into the ballroom where the 1912 Democratic Convention took place and that's when I noticed a woman in what looked to be a dress from the 1920's. But I thought nothing of the outfit but maybe the woman was enjoy one last dance of the night without a partner. However it wasn't until I walked closer and closer toward the woman that I began to hear the music she was dancing too and before I could ask the question whether I was just dreaming or crazy or drunk or all three the lady smiled and said "my name is Zelda would you like to dance with me?"