After all, hewas giving her a ride home."My dad says I've got to get a job, uh, Kyle?" replied Lilly hesitantly.Was his name really Kyle?"Things could...be worse," advised Kyle, reassuring Lilly that her guesswas correct. "Just make sure you find a job that you like. If youenjoy what you're doing, it makes all the difference in the world."A few minutes later Kyle turned onto Lilly's street, slowed down andpulled into her driveway. "Here you are, safe and sound," said Kyle ashe turned the key. The press of a new reality began to reshape my physical body. My eyes began to see again, and my sense of touch, smell and hearing were returned to me.I blinked once, and smiled.I was sitting on my throne, in my tower, in the center of my Plane of Hell. My gaze swept over the throne room, where a very surprised Unami, who was sweeping the black marble hall, gave a startled yell.Despite my best efforts, I chuckled a little as he tripped over a blood red rug, and tumbled to the floor.Then, there. I was nervous that this was all a dream, and excited with the knowledge that my feelings all this time weren't in vain. The tension must have been real visible, because Vick put her hand on my lap, lean in close, and whispered "relax" in my ear. She turned my head and kissed me again, probing my lips, her tongue pleading to enter my mouth. Slowly we kissed, but it turned into a full blown make out session after a while. Without pulling away from the kiss we worked her out of her jacket.. Finally gathering everyone together for MIRE rehearsals. He and Sandy had sent tapes back and forth to arrange her choral group. And Charlie had been largely absent as well, either in Boston with Sandy and Stuart or finishing up his multi-media show with his old fellow School for Performing Arts alumni.Which ended up being a remarkable, well attended and well received event. Four shows at BAM. Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday evenings, the last a little earlier than the others. The weekend.