I leaned over and put my lips close to his ear. Not even when I rubbed the wine in with my handkerchief, treading on his toes by accident as the crowd behind pushed too close. For these two days I was kept busy on the many small tasks that put the polish of perfection on a job like this. Stillborn if I had my way. My hands didnt shake, but they would have if I had let them. I managed to control my temperso you had better hold yours. It was hard to tell if he was thinking of murder or suicide. I waited until it was out of sight then took another one.