Good Lord, her boobs are about to fall out of that cheap dress she's wearing. I wonder if she's here waiting for her client to show up." "Susan," I sa...d sharply. "What business is it of yours what she wears or what she looks like? She might be waiting on her boyfriend or husband to get here for all we know." Inside I was seething, not only because of Susan's comments but also because I didn't expect to see Lucy at this restaurant. "Her boyfriend or husband?" Susan sneered. "What kind of. The price had gone up by $400 to $5,200.It would be about a six-hour drive until Vanessa agreed to go with. Which would make it about a thirty-minute breeze.Walker did his usual obsessive research and booked us into the Pere Marquette, an interesting, big, old hulk of a building. It was a Marriott, which meant we would be supporting Mormons and their antediluvian attitude toward women.But it was on Main Street, downtown, and easy walking distance to the Ah, Treachery Gallery and Coffee Bar.. I took the afternoon off and on the way home I bought some flowers and a bottle of champagne.When I got home Kelly was out. I knew that she had taken the day off, so I was slightly surprised not to find her at home. However, I wasn't too worried because at least it gave me a chance to chill the bubbly and to take a shower. She came in about an hour later and looked surprised to see me. She was wearing a tight fitted pale blue cotton top, obviating the need for a bra, and a short white skirt.. “Have you made any attempt at including seaweed in the soap? And can you use fish oil for soap making?”“Seaweed? How would that help, and is fish oil different in some way from plant oil? Thinking about the smell of fish, does fish oil have the same smell?”“That might be the case; we would have to ask. Seaweed is noted for its slipperiness, so it might make the soap lather better. Just a thought or two, as my contribution to the tribe.”“John, you do many things for the tribe. Don’t feel you are.