‘Cheers,’ she said. ‘Salud.’ ‘So what do you do?’ she said, holding her glass to her lips. ‘Mm, I’d rather not say.’ ‘What, a murd...rer? Or a tax collector, maybe.’ ‘Hypnotist,’ I said. ‘A hypnotist! I know you lot. Classic charlatans. It only works if you believe in it! What a load of rubbish.’ ‘Yes, well. It works for me.’ ‘Rubbish!’ said one of the old men. ‘Hypnosis is rubbish.’ ‘Right. Well, as I said, it works for me.’ I stood up from my stool and went to the bathroom. The door didn’t lock. Sophie had shoulder length dirty blonde hair that hung loose. Her body was small and petite with barely an A cup showing beneath her dress but wow did her face make up for it. Some would say she had angelic features, a sharp nose, high cheekbones and strikingly deep blue eyes. She paused for a moment as she saw me, standing tall and alone in the empty bathroom. Sophie had barely given me a second glance in all the years we’d known each other. She was a pompous snob most of the time, relying on. Can't... believe... this," Charlie gasped, slowly turning backtowards his own apartment. He couldn't even keep his hands off of himselfanymore as he slowly started making his way back, barely able to even dothat much.Then suddenly an apartment door opened up and a man that Charlie had seenaround the apartments before stepped out. He was just a couple yearsolder than Charlie and not in bad shape, though his mouth dropped open atthe sight of Charlie standing there, one hand grasping his breast. “Ok, gentlemen, let’s get to the agenda,” he said after quick introductions.“Yes, General,” Admiral Porter the man in charge of the Navy’s efforts said. “First of all, we wanted to discuss the operations of the Naval Shore Power program we are running, with PT Innovations. We believe it is time to begin phasing over operations of the first two generators to Naval Reactors personnel. They have been through the training pipeline and completed all required supervisory watches under PT Innovations.