"You slowly raise your thumb."Very good," she continues. At this point you realize she can see you, even though you can't quite see her. "The CFS has ...hosen you as a potential customer. Should you agree, any celebrity you desire, for any fantasy you have, we will provide. For a fee, of course." Why was I chosen?" you ask. For a moment, you consider the idea that even if she can see you, she might not be able to hear you. That idea is gone by the time she answers your question."Your Internet. In that moment steve could see an opportunity to make this a good night after all. 'tell you what' steve said ' how about i take you to another bar, you can stay there with me till your friends come out of the one you,ve been chucked out off'. 'sounds like a plan' said the still staggering girl. 'Whats your name by the way and how old are you' steve said as they walked off down the street, 'Rach and im 18, well thats what it says on my i.d lol' she slurred,' why you ask','no reason' steve. " You're what?" The fog suddenly lifted from her brain and she threw backthe covers and was on her feet. "No, no, you can't. You, more thananybody else alive right now, ought to know the utter futility of thiswar. By the time it's over, fifty-eight thousand will be dead, and forwhat? For what? You can't go Tom, you just can't go over there and leaveme a widow with a new baby. Not after all we've been through. Youcan't!" She started to cry.Tom wrapped his arms around her. She buried her face in. When we had something like ninety six percent compliance, I took over. "People, I asked you last night to put it away and just get some sleep -- but some people just don't get it." On common room screens, we flashed up the holding cell. "The gent on the left tried to kill a fellow concubine; apparently, he thought he could just move in on the poor fellow's ex spouse..." We displayed video of the whole thing, from the moment the argument started to the point that the semi-automated stinger took.