‘A smart, beautiful woman that wants me for me, not because of my celebrity.’ ‘And you can’t find one woman like that?’ He shook his head, w...ndering what she was thinking about all this. ‘Not until I read your story.’ A long stretch of silence followed and he realized that she wasn’t quite sure what to do. In her eyes, she was an ordinary mortal visited by Gale Superman. ‘And what does this have to do with me?’ ‘I have a favor to ask you.’ ‘A favor? What could I possibly do for you?’ Gale took. Roxie liked the sound of it. He was fighting like a man. She’d always seen him as one of those shirt-and-tie types who spent all their time and effort trying not to piss anyone off. Cal wore shirts and ties, but there was something in his black and white attitude that gave him a side that would fit in with working people.“If only he would let himself do it.”They didn’t say anything more for several seconds. Roxie didn’t have much time to waste.“Anything else?” she asked as she took a step. By ten that night there were only three of us still finishing set-up when my girlfriend's mom called, insisting she get home and get a good sleep for tomorrow's prom. I was pretty disappointed because I had expected to release a load in her before dropping her off. Eric, our school President and the biggest prep there was, offered to give me a ride home. I reluctantly agreed when my girlfriend pleaded I stay and finish the last few decorations...promising me she would make it worth my while. “Er, no, not maths for me, I might get the answers wrong!” she joked.He laughed.“That might mean an uncomfortable visit to the Headmaster’s study!”Hannah blushed deeply.“Um, thank you, maybe another time” she stammered.The young man realised he had embarrassed her or maybe touched on something in her past.“Ok, another time. Enjoy the museum.”Hannah walked out and went to watch a potter working on her wheel. It was amazing to see a lump of clay turned into an attractive pot which was then placed.