As they sorted their bags and clothing out, Sara turned with a garment bag to Steve and, with a wink no one else could see, asked, ”Mr. Green? Do yo... have anywhere I can hang this? I thought I saw something sturdy enough earlier, but I forget where.”“Come on, Sara,” Anne called, unknowingly saving her dad. “Just put it in the closet with the others.”“Oh, Okay,” the sultry blonde pouted, and moved to finish putting her stuff away.“Thanks, Dad, for everything,” Ann said, as she pecked Steve on. She was wearing nightie. Her daughter was already asleep in the drawing room. We sat down watching TV and talking. I made the first move and asked her to show her palm (I know little bit of palmistry). While holding her hand, I started bullshitting all about her future, fate etc. I can make out she was also enjoying. After sometime I asked where I will be sleeping. She took me to the master bedroom. It was double bed. I asked her where she will be sleeping as the bed where her daughter is. Her bloody sword tip hovered less than a centimeter from his left eye and she hissed. “Drop it.”The gun dropped from his hand, she kicked it out of reach and slowly got up without ever moving the sword away.He didn’t look so smug now and as hard boiled he might have been, looking at a blood dripping razor sharp sword tip this close, was more than un nerving. “Alright, all right. Take it easy with that poker. You are probably here for the girl. Take the sword away and I tell you where she. I was dimly aware of the band changing toJailhouse Rock and for twelve minutes we danced until he closed a handover mine and spun me in to stop. "I surrender, there isn't a move I canmake that you can't match, you win." He was smiling and all around us thediners had forgotten the food and drink and were on their feetapplauding. Maria spun down to us and we each took one of Pedro's handsand we bowed to them and turned ourselves to applaud the band and thenthey walked me back to our table. John.