He opened the bottle of whisky wishing that all creation could be steeped in it's transparent amber. Finding ice cubes was easy, but where was one to find someone to drink with?
He was reminded of her eyes as he looked at the liquid in his glass... And of the time she looked at him and said " given the time and opportunity, we will love each other".... He gazed with alarm into chrysanthemum studded pupils but found nothing in her eyes except warmth and honesty.
What "A" was saying was that without time and opportunity there could be no love.
Instead of this time being the last time, every time was the last.
