‘Shira?’ ‘Mark?’ Ashira asked. ‘Hi.’ There was an awkward pause. ‘How are you?’ he asked. ‘Still alive,’ Ashira replied. ‘What d... you want Mark?’ she wanted to know. ‘Jake called me,’ Mark told her. Ashira swore under her breath. ‘It could be mine, right?’ Mark asked. ‘Yes Mark, it could very well be yours,’ Ashira said. ‘What do you want?’ she repeated. ‘To come and talk,’ Mark answered. ‘You’ve said all you needed to say. If it’s yours, I’ll let you know,’ Ashira said before hanging up on. He explained the silly concern that had bothered him on his way from the office. "I know there was a particular name in my memory, or something of that nature, but it has remained hidden, Amelia, love. You wouldn't happen to know what it is, would you, my darling wife?"She laughed at him. "You don't know how daft that sounds, Trevor. Your mind tells you that you have forgotten something, but you don't know what it is! How am I supposed to retrieve that memory for you?" I have no idea, my dear.. “It’s good you decided not to paint all Chinese women with that conniving bitch.”“I actually met her the next day,” Joe grinned. “It made me laugh, because I really was attracted to her right away. The timing was perfect for just that reason. And I found out what an incredible woman she is soon after.”“Just sit,” Shawna said. “Let me try to explain what we see in Joe.”“Good luck,” Rachel smirked.“Be nice,” Joe said.“Hey, I’m one of your bitches too.”“You’re the only bitch,” said Joe.“Really?”. She admitted she sometimes liked to show herself off as she had been doing to him in the elevator. "This was the first time I ever got such a great reaction, though," she said, smiling broadly.She learned that he was a computer I.T. geek and was in the building doing work for another company when they'd met. Neither were married, although she was living with Daddy and had been for some time. He didn't have anyone at the moment, having broken up with his last girlfriend a couple years ago.After.