They walked through the bazaar glancing in the shops. “What would you like for Christmas?” he asked her.“I already have it,” she murmured hugg...ng his arm. He bought various things for the lads, before stopping for a coffee in a small café.He glanced at his watch. It was almost five and he realized they had not eaten all day. “How about we have a steak at your restaurant tonight?”She nodded, “but I’ll need to go home and change.” He hailed a taxi and put her in it, after agreeing to meet her at. " I'll sort out the drinks." I sighed, "Then I think I'll go to the loo as well." Fill the glasses right up so we don't have to bugger about while the film's on." Mum instructed me.I did as she asked finishing just as dad reappeared, I left the room and went to the loo, when I got back mum and dad jumped apart, mum dashed out of the room while dad dimmed the lights and sat down on the couch. This time dad sat himself where I had been sitting, it made no difference to me so I plonked myself in. You've got a couple of years yet before you can complain." Oh, yeah? Havin' to share my bedroom with my dumb little brother and you? And having those girls around the house all the time? I wish Dad had just stayed single. Mom would never had made us all share one room. Why can't we just buy a bigger house? Or build one? He's an architect, isn't he?" But not a pretty good one," Greg said. "What kind of architect makes six kids share one bathroom?"Peter smiled. "Then I'm glad he's no good. That. "Benton," the Secretary began, "just thought I would drop by and pay you a social call since we haven't talked in about a month now!" You are always welcome here George. Make yourself comfortable. Will you have a drink with me?" I'd like that," the Secretary replied.The Senator knew the Secretary had not come on purely a social basis. No doubt he wanted to strong arm him for approval of some pet military project. He would play along with the pretense this was a social call however. Perhaps he.