Call me to confirm that you found it. It's in a back alley." If I'd thought about it, we could have picked up little snacks for later. I wonder what t...e hotel does? Maybe this is weird for a city with food this exotic, but I'm craving a club sandwich and French fries."Vanessa got a naughty expression. "I'd like to make my macho man a nacho and nibble him. Not a huge mess, but I'll bet guacamole tastes better on skin than on chips." Neither one of us should get really drunk, but let's have them. "Rachel, I have been like a spoiled brat at times and dove headlong into trouble at others. The brain tumor, all the physical problems I've had to work through have caused me to think. Let's plan, and then act according to a plan. We can't win in a straight out, head to head confrontation. On the other hand, we might come out with our heads still on our shoulders, if we use our brains." What do you have in mind, Mark?" Rachel grabbed his hands and kissed both palms. "Honey, you sound more like. The older he gets, the more he reminds me of his father.Jessica snorted. “And the older Toby gets, the more he reminds me of a used car salesman. Can you believe he offered to trade me for a shot at his friend’s little sister? Unbelievable!”Sarah looked over her shoulder and smiled. “Nothing wrong with a younger man. You get more pushups out of them.” Molly giggled and Jessica protested at this. Sarah replied “Don’t get all high and mighty with me. I don’t know if you’re getting any pushups. Big help around here."I tried to smile modestly but it was difficult to hide the pleasure of being recognised for the work I was doing."This," said Clegg, pointing at the newcomer, "is the Emir of Kolin" Clegg saw my look of surprise. He certainly didn't sound like any of the Kushtians that I had met so far. "He has recently inherited the title. He's been living in the States for the last fourty years," Like forever," the Emir cut in with a grin.Clegg smiled tolerantly and continued "And he's.