“This meal isn’t made with nuts or peppercorn. Nuts make me sick!” Desi said, raising her voice a bit. “I can’t identify what else is on thi... plate, but it isn’t steamed spinach and broccoli.”I let him know, “I don’t think I ordered the anorexic primary school beauty queen children’s meal.”The waiter looked at the food, his notepad, checked the computer, and then told us there was a mistake in the kitchen. He would have the manager go back to see what was happening because this wasn’t even. "By the way, Kerrigan, I got back in time to take Ms. Freeman to the movie last Saturday night," I said as I signed the charge slip.He fumbled to separate my copy of the charge slip, and we left the shop."What was that about?" Chase asked when we were in the car."He hit on Megan in the cafeteria the other day. I was merely reinforcing a point I made to him." You're one bad ass, Sammy. Remind me to keep my eyes off of Megan." I'm just watching out for her," I admitted."How did you know about. "What's wrong?" I asked. She sat there, obviously reading something, for a few minutes before she could answer me. "I can't believe it!" she said. "Can't believe what?" I asked. "My husband! Well, actually my ex-husband........." and she let it hang for a few minutes. "What?" I asked again. "He's dead!" She pushed her part of the paper across to me and pointed to an obituary. I looked at the picture of the gentleman. He was a nice looking older man, probably around my age or a little older,. The man in the bed smiled.“Good,” said Nathan. The other man looked away.“Gil?” said Nathan.“I suppose you are going to be wondering about it sooner or later,” said Gil.“Huh? What?” said Nathan.“Well, Lana and I...” said Gil.“You’re shitting me!” said Nathan.“No, no, we’re an item. Don’t know how far it will go in the long run, but it looks pretty good at the moment,” he said.“Well, I’ll be darned,” said Nathan. “Well, good. I hope it works out for the two of you.”“Yeah, well me too,” he.