"I should've never gotten into this with you. I know I've made things so much harder for you now, and that's the last thing I wanted to do. It was sel...ish of me." I'm a big girl, Buffy. I knew what I was doing. I knew the situation. Yeah, sure, of course I wish it could've been even more, but that doesn't mean I regret any of what it has been."The blonde slayer smiled, and reached for Satsu's hand. "Last night was nice." It really was." But then she thought back to the stuff that had happened. I suppose that fate was on my side that week since Catherine was called to replace a sick teacher for the whole week. So each and every day I found an excuse to stop at her house to visit Lucie while Catherine was teaching. This is how, one day, I was able on the pretext of using the bathroom once again, to check into her bedroom while Lucie and Chantal were busy outside.There in the waste basket, next to the small table of the vanity where she sat to put on her make-up, I saw strands of coarse. Around about 8.15, after introductions they close the doors, expose the guests to the ‘Fog’ as they call it and depending on the number of attendees by 8.30 we’ll start feeling it. By 8.45 at the latest we’ll all be getting it on. Also, and this is important, one of the side effects of these vapours is temporary insomnia even after they’ve cleared the air which takes about two, two-and-a-half hours. Now nothing to worry about, it lasts only for one night. I guarantee you’ll have no trouble. Pen showed me the small office he had mentioned. It wasn’t a suite at the Ritz, but it was not too shabby. I still needed a desk, bookcase and chairs, but it would do just fine. After seeing the office, I stuck out my hand.“I’ll take it, Boss. When do I start?”Well, I started right then, because Pen wanted a break from the nightly card game to visit a senorita he was partial to over at Cortez’s Cantina. H. Pennington Smythe was a dog. He’d chase a woman a thousand miles to bed her, then run two.