’ he grinned. ‘You deserved it, I hope they can’t get that bullet out of your foot.’ she snapped as the cramp continued. ‘I did deserve it.�...� He admitted and despite her pain, she turned to him. ‘You did deserve payback, but maybe a bullet in the foot was a tad extreme.’ She admitted and the nurses looked at her curiously. ‘I deserve the shot in the foot, but I don’t deserve to lose you. That would be extreme as well as torturous.’ *** Jezebel sat on the bed, overwhelmed with pride as she looked. Gladys was extremely flattered.She didn't recognize the names of any of the dishes, but the menu conveniently had pictures of each dish. She chose items, which looked like dishes she had had at Chinese restaurants. The food was delicious, but what she enjoyed most was the lip print she left on the tea cup. Well, almost the most enjoyable. Two other groups did come into the restaurant while she was eating, a quintet of young men she recognized from the college, and two couples in their thirties.. This was, like, the Hellmouth. Weird stuff happened all the time.Admittedly this was a little more... weird... than usual, but there wasprobably a way to be re-Cordelia'd. She just had to get to the library,get Giles to chant some spell or something, and presto! Hello,Beautiful Cordelia. Goodbye plain, uncool, unpopular Willow Rosenberg!Willow's wardrobe. Yuck! What a wasteland. Cordelia had yet to find anoutfit she could possibly considering leaving the room wearing. Therewas nothing. Nada.. He was on the ship, and there just wasn’t any place to go. Besides, the captain also explained that each crew member was entitled to a share of the profit. Even the small share a new crewman was entitled to would be more money than William had ever had in his life. The long voyage to America had been a challenge. The captain was a tyrant and the entire crew hated him. It was only the promise of the riches to be earned that kept the crew in line. Finally, the merchant vessel reached port, and.