They had described him to the police as a giant. Master had made a real effort, even without that knowledge, and their apartment smelt of cinnamon an... pine needles with mistletoe hanging from every corner. Master had bought and wrapped all their presents himself, using his best fountain pen to write their names on the cards. His presents were labelled "To master, with love from your Kitty x". He had tied luxury Belgian Praline chocolates to the branches and would unwrap the foil and feed them. If Rachel was going to be her step-mother, she would have to be on good terms with her, for her father's sake, if nothing else. That meant smiling and saying all of the right things, whatever they were."so how've you been?" Rachel asked as Julie sat down. "You look a little flushed." Work is ... work." There's something in your hair." She tapped the right side of her face next to her ear.Julie felt it. Apparently Carter's aim hadn't been too precise. Not surprising, guys didn't always have the. Oh great all I could see was Tracey'santi-perspirant! I must be out of deodorant too I thought.I started to spray myself with it as Tracey had barged in again. "Youmust have put on more of that cream to make yourself look so girly! Andwhy the hell are you wearing one of my bras? Are you gay or something?And you are using my anti-perspirant?"I was going to say that I thought she wanted me to wear it but that simplywas not true and now was not the time for lies. It would only lead tomore. . Fantasy Island?” There was a friendly tone of happiness in Ted’s voice, and as Brian and Marsha broke their kiss, both noted that Ted and Denise were holding hands as well.“We’d thought about it,” Brian joked, “but the desk clerk said you two had the last one. We’re just waiting our turn.” Both Ted and Denise laughed at the remark, while Marsha pressed as close to Brian as she could. “Come on, you two,” Brian added, “let’s get back to work. We still have to find some firewood, and get a fire.