He looked tired. No doubt he was coming back from another wild dorm party.“Hey,” I said as he collapsed in the chair beside me.“Man, that was so...e party.’’ He said, “You should’ve come.”“Couldn’t. I had to see Mrs. Ellington about the T.A position.” I replied.“Yeah? How’d it go? you think you got it?”“She wasn’t there” I lied, “what happened at the party?”“Some crazy shit let me tell you.” Richard said “We got drunk a played truth or dare. Pretty soon we were all fucking the shit out of each. She remembersher life then, in those days and weeks and years, family and school and thencollege, life spent in things and with people who seem so distant now. To Jacqueline. Distant, far away, fading. It's hard to remember their faces, the soundsof their voices, the touch of a man's hand on hers. Hard to remember how itfelt, to be... To be. Free? Not to be what she is now. Jacqueline still, yes; that is her name, she who lies silently. That is thename they use, the Usahar and the Adhal, the. "Bitte?" She asked looking around expectantly."Acht Bier, bitte," replied Ollie before taking the handful of menus the girl held out to him."Kommt sofort," she replied before disappearing back inside.Ollie distributed the menus around the table, "Fill up lads, it'll absorb the beer and that'll help you last longer tonight." What are you having?" asked Red after looking at the menu for a couple of minutes."Pizza," replied Ollie, "Pizza Fungi." Pizza Fungi?" asked 'Eve' Potter, his nose curling. Alec was too far away, the room too crowded for him to make out what was on them. Many had now finished their first drinks and Alec pushed himself away from the wall. Richie had explained that one of his roles was to collect the empties. It was a fourfold role. It kept the supply of potential missiles down, it allowed security to wander the room and keep an eye out for potential troublemakers, whilst not opening too confrontational about it, all at the same time as keeping their presence.