Figuring out that ebb and flow catches you off-guard at the least expected time. The jungle drums are thumping, the candlelight is making enticing shadows, the face in the mirror is giving off that Big Guy wink, yet the monastic quality in the great room is strobing Ebb....ebb. Maybe it's a little about secretly wanting to be at that place that we really didn't want to be or maybe one too many refills. But it's hardly worth mentioning because before this text is inserted, it'll be flow and more flow. Ebb is a little too business-like and too mainstream adult for lifetime subscribers to the love channel. It just works so much better without the spurs.