And now Shinomori Aoshi make their separate ways to Kyoto, with their own thoughts in their hearts. Passer-by: What's this?Another: Looks like a sword...man, but doesn't he know there's an edict against carrying swords? Best not to get too close to him.(Kenshin walks down the road, ignoring all the attention his sword attracts.)Boy: Wow, a sword!Mother: Shh!Passer-by: A sword, now. That's risky. Better let sleeping dogs lie.(Flashback to two days ago--)Saitou: So you've finally made up your mind. "I escorted her into the living room, wondering what the hell I was going to do now. I had taken a first step on a journey that I really didn't know how to finish. I went with the obvious. I put a stack of my favorite music on the turntable, and went to the kitchen to get a couple of glasses and the bottle. Martha didn't waste any time in making herself comfortable. By the time I returned, she had kicked off her shoes and curled up on the sofa. Her dress had slid up, and while I was trying to. We only have one more flight to go!”There was a pause, and then Jada replied, “Emily, that’s pure conjecture. And remember you’re a couple of kilometers west of the diamond array now. Your point about scale doesn’t apply.”Mark piped up, “It’s an intriguing conjecture though, and an elegant way for the prime number 311 to be tied to the hex theme of the builders. It would be a hell of a coincidence if it’s not true.”Jada sighed. “Agreed, and I admit, one more flight ... Madison, are you up for. She was an excellent secretary and receives my strongest recommendation.”Ken thanked him for his candid comments.The next day when Maureen came in for her interview Ken was further impressed. She had a little longer than shoulder length red hair, was wearing a dark business suit showing her very nice figure along with three inch high heels emphasizing some very nice nylon clad legs. Throw in her very pretty face with a few freckles and you had a very attractive lady.Ken’s interview with her was.