The owner was sitting alone in a central room watching a baseball game on television; he interrupted his viewing to bring us some tea.

The head waiter showed him to a private table in an alcove where the owner of the Stevens was sitting alone.

The voice that followed came through loud and clear - its owner might have been sitting there in the Hummer with them.

Every single table was empty and the owner was sitting on a stool behind the bar.

"If the new owners sit back and expect the place to go along as it is," he said, "they might as well close the doors."

Only the lips moved as their owner sat in thought.

He didn't have a drummer so the owner of the restaurant sat in.

The owner of the tower sat beside the fire.

Around the corner sat the owner of the toy, a little boy.

"It could be just what's needed to get the owners to sit down and renegotiate."