"Hello, and yes I would like some more tea," I said handing her my glass."Very funny Ms Stone, I am special agent Morris with the FBI," she said."I ha...e two questions for you Ms. Morris. First of all; if all the FBI people are called Special Agent, can any of them them be really special. Two; Since Special Agents never go anywhere alone, not even to the bathroom, where is the rest of your pack?" I asked."Come on in guys, we have been busted," she said into her sleeve."You might as well drag up. ..” He tried to stumble through an explanation but felt that he was only digging himself in deeper.His ex-wife laughed at him. “Don’t worry about it, Jerry. Thank you anyway.”Jerry was sitting at the bar, in a backless bar stool. He pointed to the stool next to him. “Sit down, have a drink. Did you do something with your hair? You look, I don’t know, different.”Barbara eyed the bar stool. “A drink? Jerry, are you trying to hit on me or something?”Jerry looked at her like she had just slapped. " Wilbur," said Sheila, "that's uncalled for!" SHUT UP!" Wilbur glared at his bride. "You think I don't know that half the men in that room aren't patting your round, sexy rump and making cracks? You like it, don't you?"She colored and tears slid down her cheeks. "I... I have to be friendly. Nobody patted."Cord's jaw hardened. "Listen, Watson, I brought your wife out here in privacy to discuss your favorite Skimmer. I thought A-C might make you a nice wedding present, since you're one of our. Dan and Pete had an agreement on the apartment so to keep out of each others way the agreement was Wednesday to Saturday nights it was Dan's night which meant Pete had to go out and Dave had the apartment to himself which he usually spent time with Amy. On Sunday to Tuesday nights it was Pete's turn of which he usually spent entertaining the ladies he picked up on a few occasions Dan came home early to hear another lady screaming to a night of pleasure with Pete. This agreement suited Dan just.