"Your choice not mine," she said with just a hint of a smile. "Aren't you going to introduce me?" Excuse me, dad, this is Christy Wilson, we used to d...te a while back," I told him."We did a bit more than date, but that's another story," she said shaking my dad's hand. "Well I've got to go, I've got a meeting in a half hour that I need to prepare for. Don't be a stranger," she said giving me a kiss on the cheek before walking away."You dated that, and let it get away?" my dad said watching. After another round of beer was done she proclaimed that it was time for something stronger. He agreed. He told the bartender ‘A glass of ‘Makers 46 for me.’ He scanned the available bottles behind the bar and said ‘Cazadores for the lady.’ It wasn’t her usual brand. But it would do. She didn’t argue and downed the shot in a single motion. ‘Another?’ asked the bartender. ‘Yes please.’ she replied. After her second was gone she looked at her friend and sighed. He took that as the sign. ‘You. As usual, 'the source's' information came in disjointed words and ideas. They needed interpretation. Melody broke it down to four groups- Information about the new source: He's a former Chief in the navy. He has no body (or perhaps it was 'nobody') but he has a body. He is Hispanic. He's dead but alive. He can talk to computers. The computer talks back to him.- Information about potential terrorists: Two Mets will try to kill thousands. Memorial Day. The Mets are not having pork for their meals. Mainekaha kyoun nahin didi abhi ot woh baaki hai didi mere lund ko chooste hue boli nahin main gaand nahin marwaaoongi, tune pahle hi meri yoni phaad di hai pehle hi pareshan ho rahi hoo aur pareshan mat karo. Phir didi apne boor saaf karne lagi main bhi haelp karne kaga . Apni ungli unki bur mein daal kar saaf kar raha ha didi mere sar par hath phira rahi ti. Phir hum saath mein nahaye aur ek doose ko khoob choom chata aur dopahar ka khana khane ke liye baith gaye didi, boli kya toom savitri.