Ah, well... Did he have a choice?He walked down the hallway, barely escaping Tittiefuck, his loyal ex-boss. She always tried to pull him into her G-si...ed wobblers. No time for that now, silly bimbo. Too much to do, too much to worry about.First thing on his list was to see about the brainy chick, what was her name? Fred, silly name for a girl. She'd better be Fredi by now, dammit.Which brought him to another pain in the ass. Wallace Warren. Associate from the first hour. Self-appointed friend. " She sighed.Tabitha continued to listen intently."Over the years, he continued to develop and improve the technology.He developed all of the methods you have become familiar with now. Themetals in the jewelry he developed, the psychotropic powder we can puton our fingernails to rub into the scalp. It's all science. Brilliantscience developed by the only man I will ever love....my Max." Shelooked up briefly."He got sick, and the end came quickly. We had been planning to beginrecruiting. It should be a fun meeting. He's dueling club champion, and the first item of business will be my challenge of him." That's a lot to miss," said Ron. "Instead of asking for a volunteer on this one, maybe we should draw lots."Hermione pulled a scrap piece of parchment from her bag, and after she tore it into pieces, Harry's friends each wrote their name down on the piece Hermione gave them. Imogen passed over her hat."Put the pieces in my toque," she said. "My hat, I mean," she added hastily in. Instead of asking Tommy to turn over she slid her hands slowly along the back side of his bare legs. She continued past the bottom of his hiking shorts till she encountered the edge of his jockey shorts. Both of her hands went under his t-shirt and up the smoothness of his back. She finally got around to the front, to Tommy's belly, and discovered the quarter. "Found it," she announced and laughed again.As the movie continued, each took another turn at hiding the quarter in similarly 'safe'.