All eyes are on Sympathetic Ophelia dancing her heart out on the broken boards of a faded downtown club. The loud roar of laddish lads distracted his attention for half a heartbeat but nothing could distract him. The Apex Predator of Wall Street was an unlikely nickname for him and he could never understand how a lonely financier could be put on such an unfortunate pedestal. As Ophelia swayed close by, their eyes meeting, for a moment, they understood. Both had met their match.