She tried to kick each man."The turk came at me, pulling back his right fist to hurl a blow to my head. As he swung, I dodged to one side, and augment...d his forward momentum with a turn and push of my body; he went sprawling flat on the ground face first: no damage, just embarrassment. The move had taken him completely by surprise.The guy I'd taken as the first's wingman stepped closer, cocked a fist, and fired the hand in my direction. I grabbed his fist in midair in one of my hands, my. . well, so long, it's been good to know you." Well, gee, thanks for the commiseration," I snapped back."Oh, please, Denise. If you'd just gotten dumped or something I'd lend you my shoulder until there wasn't a tear left in your body, I'd rail against every bastard that ever did you wrong. But face it. You're pissed off because your boyfriend was forced out of town for the weekend. How do we address that? I don't want to spend an evening sitting around bitching about jobs. Jobs are like men:. Sometimes I've had to entertain guestsat the Hall. The master's had me a few times as well." You'll add two more to your score tonight. Mary andthere's no need to call us sir. We're not much more than servants either. I'mSebastian, you can call me Seb and the other man is Richard who we call Dick. Ihave to piss too. You want to see what you're going to be getting later?"By the time Richard arrived back half an hour later, Sebhad a candle burning and was cutting a loaf and a portion of cheese.. Khrys and I glanced at each other as we both noticed how Klara had grimaced a bit when taking her seat. We ordered cocktails and briefly chatted while studying the menu. When our waiter brought the drinks we went ahead and ordered lobster all around. We enjoyed our dinner and then decided to head to a sitting area with a great view of the Lake which was also a little more private than our table had been. I could tell that both Klara and Khrys wanted to discuss my day. I advised our waiter.