.. sur... prise!" she said in that annoying, slow, emphasized tone she always used when her daughter had to be told something twice. This time, howver... she punctuated it with a giggle. Finally, Eleni gave up and went to her room to do some reading. She had a paper due for psych on Wednesday."Eleni," her mom called out. "It's 4:00--you'd better dress for dinner."Dress for dinner? She must have a date."How formal exactly is this?" she asked, emerging from her bedroom."Oh, it's not formal not. My love life was a bit slow these days, not that some of my colleagues at work weren’t trying to change that. There just weren’t any firemen in my life. Those guys who were confident, decisive and could shed a tear at the right time. All of my past loves were exciting at first, but that feeling dwindled as time went on. I didn’t need twenty-four seven passion, but being the obsession of a man once a week would be divine. I completed my guilty purchase and decided to head to the interview.. She wasn't completely accepting the idea. Paul knew it would happen with the right leverage. He checked his list for suggestions and found; Use hero modeling. Find someone they look up to and show them doing the thing you want the subject to do or accept. Trish was always reading magazines about movie stars. Beautiful people are a possibility. By the weekend Paul had an idea and in the morning he told Trish to expect a big surprise, soon.That night Trish was waiting for Paul, but he hadn't. Hell, I looked a lot different than I did as a boy. Okay, thatwasn't completely true. I still did have a mole on the side of my face. Infact it was in the same exact location. However, everything else wascompletely different. In fact, I looked a little like...Suddenly, a tall man with a beard and suit came to my door. "Hey, come on,you gotta get ready."I had no clue what was going on, but I decided to go along just to avoidthe panic. "Yeah, sure, sorry, rough morning." "It's fine, Lizzy, just.