She was dressed in brown cover-alls wearing a floppy knit cap over her long, dark locks and appeared almost childlike behind the wheel as she was quit... small, but she ground the gears into reverse, backed up then slapped the gearshift forward and they shot forward. "T'ain no heat in dis thing, but we ain got far." "I don't have much money to pay you, but I'll give you what I can." "Keep your money. It aint nothing." She looked long at him. "Boy...You cute as a muthafucka. We'll think of. She felt the scales under her finger and smiled. This was real they were real and very much alive. Opening her eyes realized how close she was to it and slowly backed away.“By the Gods… you are real and you are so… wonderful, magnificent and… this is amazing… beyond words this is… breath taking.” She was crying again tears of joy and relief her kin had been avenged and she was alive. She had been blessed to see creatures once thought to be nothing more than myth and yet here they were. “You. ’ The answer came at last. Peter broke into emotional overload. God, at least I tried. Then after a long delay Jennifer continued, ‘Perhaps some other night…?’ ‘Thursday night?’ Peter’s words tumbled out. ‘I’ll pick you up at 7.30. Just wear jeans to be comfortable, you won’t need to be formal and we’ll eat as well.’ Fearing that if he talked any longer, he would betray what he had in mind Peter quickly added, ‘I’ll pick you up,’ and, without waiting for a reply, he hung up. Jennifer looked at. Nadler's office wishing for the life of her that she was any place but there!!! Momentarily lost in thought, she jumped a little when the doctor's nurse burst into the room and offered, "You must be Nicki, I'm Meg Kean, and I'm Dr. Nadler's nurse, so, what can we do for you today, Nicki!?!" Nicki was a little taken aback at Meg Kean's enthusiasm, but after finally regaining her bearings she replied softly, "Well, uh, it's a female problem!!!" I see," the nurse replied while getting out her pen.