Then Andrews' fist smashed into the side of my face and the chair tipped over. It was hard not to wince at the image but I kept my concentration on Ch...rles."Nothing." Excuse me?" He said."I said I can't tell you anything. Shannon and Allison went in to talk to her. She was hiding in the ladies room after all, so I couldn't very well go in. Anyway, she said she was waiting for the crowd to clear out. Someone was supposed to be picking her up, but they were going to be a while. She said crowds. I tried to calm her down, shocked that I was having a conversation with my own body part. Clearly, though, she was going to require a lot of coaxing. “I will make this up to you. I’m sorry. I was just trying to take care of… things. I didn’t know he was going to get whipped cream and squirt it up you. How could I?”“You’d better make this up to me. I am the Lady of the House and I deserve respect, damn it. That asshole needs to be punished for this crap.”“Okay, okay, I’m sorry. I will be much. And unmatchable, I was sure.I followed the same procedure and determined to give it my all, no matter what. I even laid the guitar track in first so I could concentrate on the vocal. Taking the microphone in both hands I put my heart into it and surprised myself with what I thought was probably a reasonable effort. I was wrong. It wasn't reasonable; it was ghastly. Ghastly because it was brilliant. I was sure I would sound like a man in pain on the high falsettos, but no. I rubbed my eyes. It. . no needed... to take care of her. As she sat in a relaxing bubble bath I went to the phone and called housekeeping. I told them I wanted a complete change of bedding, right now. They were there within ten minutes and cleaned up the room.They looked at me strange because of all the stuff they had to clean up. I gave them fifty dollars for their time which seemed to make them happier. After they left I went back in the bathroom and helped Jill out of the tub. I dried her off and brought out her.