Jamie has been in this strange place for nigh upon a year but this is the first time he's seen the old year go out and the new come in. He's dressed in a Fraser plaid for the first time in a long while and isna looking over his shoulder for redcoats. It's a good night.

He takes a drink and goes outside, damn near running into the dark woman in the garden. "Begging pardon, miss. I'm too concerned with my ale and less concerned with my manners."