What I want from you is honest advice about what you would do as an accountant if it were your decision. What I do with that advice, follow it, ignore...it, do the opposite, is no concern of yours. Reasons of state may demand a less cost-effective answer than you recommend." May I ask how, sir?" Derek essayed, tentatively."Well, if you say scrap the Concorde, I will. If you say change the Airbus fleet to Boeings, I won't. In the first case, nobody minds, and the British might welcome not having. " "Okay. I'll be back real soon; I promise." "See that you are." The shorter girl then darted off, with startling speed and grace for a creatureso large. Betty had moved on. Coyote was about to step out behind her, when a crowdof twenty or more big fays appeared! He quickly jumped back behind a tree.They, too, were a lot like Betty: big, beautiful brown girls in miniskirtsand heels, each ensemble a different, very bright color. They were all talkingand laughing together; and their voices were. Other times, I lose the ability to speak for a few hours, sometimes even up to a day or so. But despite all that, for some reason or another, mostly bureaucratic bullshit, I can't get disability for the longest time.So while I've taken a few small jobs, mainly things that don't require too much strenuous activity, like a convenience store clerk, I've predominantly had to rely on whoever I was with to take care of me. And nearly all of them were assholes who just wanted one thing in return. I. She whipped round, startled. "Oh God Scott, I never heard you come in. What have I told you about sneaking up on me?"The first thing that struck me was that she had been crying, her mascara streaked down her face."I wasn't sneaking up on you Linds," I replied wearing a concerned expression. "Something's wrong. You can talk to me you know, if something's upsetting you." Wrong? Who said anything was wrong?" she said, trying to sound a bit brighter.I just folded my arms and looked at her, waiting.