"No," I said, hanging my head. "That's what I thought. Well, go take a shower and get dressed, we will go out for pizza or something," he said. I did ...s he told me and once I had gotten ready to go eat, we went to a local pizza place and had dinner. Nothing more was said about the Sybian thing and John was his regular happy loving self. I thought it had all blown over and thought nothing more about it. John was a very forgiving, very understanding man - one of the things I loved about him. So. “What’s wrong, Ruby?” Bashful was looking down at her his eyes a perfect reflection of the sky above. Warm, brilliant and deeply intense. Could she really pull it off; lie to him and his brothers? “And don’t you tell me it’s nothing because I can tell you’re not yourself.” “Is there any word from Hap?” A pained look broke through the perfect smile that only moments ago had played against his lips. “No. Nothing.” “And do you agree with Grumpy that if he’s gone off we should just let him be.”. Inside the doors was the large elliptical common room, about the size of a football field. The room had a glass ceiling and green carpeting. Twelve hallways branched from the room. A priestess, by the doors, was acting as receptionist.The priestess, a trim woman in her fifties, was wearing the traditional plain green dress. She entered the names of the young couple into a computer, and directed them toward the hallway farthest from the entry.They thanked her, and proceeded across the vast. This was the one that she'd meant to throw out, the C cup with the underwire that poked through the fabric. Oh well, she was only going to be wearing it for a few minutes."Devlin? I'm home." Just a minute," Devlin said. Skirt - a little high. Nylons - a little askew but otherwise acceptable, especially if her mother saw she was getting out of them. Make-up - a little smudged from where she'd been wiping her face. She started the sink and began removing her make-up. She heard her mother's.