During a lull, Dee notice that Helen had dipped one eyebrow, her 'tell' that she was weighing whether or not to bring up something that was on her min.... Dee decided to take pity on her and help her along."Well, I guess we'd all better got some rest," said Dee lightly, "so that we can be up early enough to welcome Ms. Jan Pittman over in the morning. It wouldn't be polite to have pillow face and bed head still when the designated wife screener for the Executive Pussy On Demand program. At first she denied but I cud see she was curious so went and sat beside her and taught her how to drag. In all this my fingers touched her lips and my hand her shoulders and arms. She seemed to like it and I proceeded, but then she moved away and I just apologized. She asked me abt my girl friends but I said I was only interested in older ladies to which she blushed and asked why…I said coz they are experienced, bold and adventurous. She said I am older but I am not such kind of lady. I said. Just then, SARAH enters from off stage, arms full. She stops dead when she sees RICHIE. RICHIE looks up at SARAH with the subtle expression of a lost little puppy. SARAH looks back, trying to avoid eye contact, obviously nervous. Beat.) RICHIE: Hi. SARAH: Hi. (SARAH goes back to packing, still trying to avoid eye contact. RICHIE just watches, unsure whether he actually wants to deal with this situation, too, or to just say ‘fuck it’.) RICHIE: (cold, unfelt) You takin’ off? SARAH: Yeah. RICHIE:. Red meat and beer," Claire said. "We could do that new tavern place out on Parkside. I hear they have like twenty microbrews on tap, and their steaks are supposed to be pretty good. 'Ribeyes big as dinner plates', Libby says." My kind of place," Bob said with finality. "Let's go, before the dinner rush."Much to Will's surprise, Bob only managed most of his sixteen-ounce ribeye, half of a baked potato, and only three pints of beer, despite them spending over two hours at dinner."Hell," Bob said.