..thing.Hello. You mayhave heardabout me. My name is Chris Griffin, and not much is known about me. I'm mainly considered a "space occupier", among ot...er things, but that's only because everyone's too busypaying attention to either Brian, Stewie or Peter. There's a lot more to me than what is seen on the surface.As you mayalreadyknow, I love to paint. It's my passion, really, art is. I nearly became the famous artist'Christobel', but that bastard Antonio Monatti tried to turn me into something. .." But, he will to a point. You try to undermine him and, whacko!" Funny, his partner was a Religionist, too. We should have more in common." It seems to me, baby, that, you've never forgiven your biological father for dumping Sheba and not having anything to do with you when you were growing up. You then choose the most unlikely Ark guy you could find. One who wasn't an Ark, but a Religionist kid who would do whatever you say. You then dump all your shit on him and wait for him to run away. We laughed as we moved from topic to topic not realizing the time. Before we knew it, it was an hour after closing and it was time to head out.Kate was dreading going home because her husband had his friends over for poker night and her k**s were at her parents. I asked if she wanted to grab a drink at the pub down the street to kill some time and she welcomed the invitation. We called our husbands and said we would be home a little later and met down the street.The pub was a local Irish bar. "Relax darling," Mike said as he helped me from the taxi and escortedme along the embankment towards the restaurant.Darling? I felt a weird shudder at his comment, and for a split secondwondered if he meant it before deciding that he was just yanking mychain!Taking a deep breath, I said, "Where are we going?" Nightingales," Mike answered, "I though that since its your firstouting it might be best to go somewhere that has dim romantic lightingrather than one of the better lit places!" Shit!" I.