"Karen pulled the phone from my hand. "You come here for lunch. I want tohear all about the wedding. Be here in half an hour," she said and hungup."No... let's move!" she added to me.That afternoon Mark took us for a drive along the coast road, stoppingat each lookout point to admire the view through his binoculars. Again Isat in the middle of the seat and felt myself to be the centre ofattention. At each stop Mark would take me by the hand or put his armaround my waist for the walk to the. I could have you do it and pass it in by Friday." Oh, sure, sure, that would be great. Just great." Well, do you have a car, it's at home, perhaps you could come by later, around four, and get a copy." Oh, yeah, great," I said and she wrote down her address.At four, I pulled into her driveway, there were two cars there, I suppose her husband was home as well.She answered the door and invited me inside."Come into the living room and have a seat, I'll get it, it's in my bedroom."I turned to go in. She saw me and immediately dismissed me. I was somewhat put off by that and then realized that as the bartender, I wouldn’t fit into her timelines for the evening…it donned on me that Fred had set me up to be a passive member of this scenario rather than an active one. Which meant I couldn’t effectively interact with her except as bartender. Fred said something to her and she looked at her watch. Immediately she stood up and came over to me at the bar. ‘You look familiar.’ She said. I nodded. Jake looked around near his head where he thought he heard the noise coming from while trying not to disturb Kaylee and noticed it was Kaylee’s phone on the windowsill above their heads. She must have gotten a text message. He reached up to pick up the phone, and Kaylee awoke in the process.“Oh my...” was all she said in a kind of reminiscent voice as she become aware of her surroundings and everything that wasn’t just a dream... When she noticed Jake was grabbing her phone she nodded and.