Would you take this for me?Shin'ichi: Oh, I'm sure it wouldn't be a problem for you, sir... A letter?Kenshin: Yes. Please give this to Inspector Fujit....(In Saitou's office. Saitou is sitting on a couch holding the letter, while Chou toys with a sword.)Chou: From Battousai? Zat some kind of thank-you note or something?Saitou: Why don't you read for yourself? Chou (picking his nose): Lemme see then... (He ends up stabbing himself in the nose and bleeding in shock.)Chou: Man, this is... Saitou:. " I grinned. "That too ... No, I mean about the foot massage thing..." That ain't a black thing! That's a man thing." Deke chuckled. "A man can't be a real man if he don't know da toe!" Know da toe?" I laughed out loud."Dat's right. You gotta know da toe if you wanna show da ho..." Show da ho what?" I couldn't stop giggling to save my life."Shhh..." he teased me. "What else you little rich white girls hear about us poor black boys that is all fuckin' wrong?" Uhhh ... You guys don't, um ... Go. Andria moved her hand towards his and hesitated before poking one withone of hers. As soon as she did so, she received a nasty shock that wasfive times worse than any static shock she ever had in her life. With acurse, she yanked her hand back and stuck her still smarting finger inher mouth. "God DAMN it! What the hell was that?" she shouted as sheshook her hand out.The blond kid smirked as he held his hand out again, daring her to touchhis hand again. Seeing that she only responded with a. .Up, up the long, delirious, burning blueI've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace.Where never lark, or even eagle flew —And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trodThe high untrespassed sanctity of space,- Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.Thank you Wikipedia.That doesn't even come close to the magic of sitting in history while discovering that, yes indeed, a minor adjustment to a foot or a slight movement of a hand, she could top the wind-swept heights and climb between.