. a hundred and twenty-five years ago that would have been . . (she did the math in her head) . . the mid 1880s. There was Manet's Olympia that was i... . . Eighteen Sixtyyy . . five, but that – was a generation before - which you referenced.”“That is one of the one of the ones from the Impressionists, yes. Also Manet's Le D'jeuner sur . . . that picnic picture, you know the one I mean; but do you concede that I have you stumped and won the contest?”“Yes, you get your deal, you scheming little. I'm analyzing his technique to determine just how he manages to pull this off, since it's something I'd like to incorporate into my own personal interactions.As more 'bots and clients arrived in the Parlor I signaled FiFi and Daphne-17 to quickly bring out more food and drink. I saw them arriving with loaded trays almost before I'd finished sending the signal.And what started out as just a bit of friendly greeting quickly turned into an impromptu question and answer session with our Emperor —. Todd's service was quite different. Todd's parents wanted it at their church and Beth reluctantly agreed. The preacher was the only one to speak and his message left me with no comfort for anyone in the church. Few of our friends had come and I was glad. It was Todd's church, his co-workers and a few teachers that Beth knew. When it was over, I was glad to leave.Todd's mother made a caustic comment to me about me and then about Beth. It got on my last good nerve. I said, "I'm just thankful they. I felt bad, and not knowing what to do or say I just reached out for her and hugged her and said "I am so sorry that I made you feel that way". I explained that pretty much the reason he had been coming so much was basically because I knew he was home!!! After we talked for a while she realized that I was telling her the truth, and began to feel silly. She kept apologizing and hugging me, and I kept telling her it was OK.I am skipping over an hour long conversation, but the end result was that.