Am I right in tninking it's Chanel No 5?She looked at me, slightly bored, like she'd heard this a thousand times before."could be....". she said. "And...you are?"Jack, said I. If you ARE Chanel, we've been chatting online for a while. If you're not, then you still smell amazing.That's the worst chat-up line I've heard in a very, very long time, she said. But go back to the bar, get a bottle of Pol Roger and come back here, and maybe you can redeem yourself. And I'll tell you how to speak to a. I went on a hunt for coffee. There was a new single serve coffee maker on the counter next to the fancy Mr. Coffee they normally used. I found the single serve packets and a mug, and made some coffee.I really liked the small office that had been built just for me. Hideki and Yuu had their own small offices for when they needed privacy. The large office was for Jules and Katie. My office was equipped with a PC with twin monitors, and a printer in a wall unit to the side. The other side had. "No one," she reported as she continued along the wall.Tim didn't find anyone on the bed or under that side of it. Continuing their sweep, Tim ran his hand under the bed as they crawled rapidly along the quivering floor."I found another door, probably a bathroom" Carrie's voice came through the thick smoke. Just as Tim made to follow the barely visible luminous strip on the back of her helmet, his hand bumped into something."Wait a sec, I've got something." Burrowing under the bed he felt a. Curfew was not until ten and so we had plenty of time for tea and scones in Worthingthorpe, and a visit to the local lighthouse.The Worthingthorpe lighthouse stood on a high cliff above marshes. The sea never came there now, for big dykes had been erected to keep it out. The three former lighthouse keepers inhabited the cottages alongside it at a peppercorn rent and eked out an existence on their pensions and money gifts from tourists.It was a pleasant sunny afternoon and we lingered. When I.