“I may be a little on the dead side, but I still have my hearing. I do say, are you talking to me or someone else? My eyes aren’t what they used t... be.”“I said: I assume you helped me,” the witch quickly lies.“I did, I did,” he says with a smile. “You were laying there, un conscious. You’re damn well lucky the satyrs didn’t find you, or the fairies for that matter.”The mention of both brings a smile on her face. “Why’s that?”Don’t ask why. You know why. Get him to tell us how to get off this. " I promptly smacked her on her bare ass and hopped out of bed before she could swat me back.I told her that I was off to get Chandra and we would eat at the bazaar. Making sure that she got my meaning. I was not about to give the prince another go at poisoning me. She did.Yolanda and Tate! I had forgotten!I stopped just short of leaving Yolanda's suite, turned around and walked back in. "Yolanda," I asked, sitting down beside her on the bed and brushing the hair off of her face, "why were you. "Yeah, it does, it sucks big time. What do you, our gracious hosts have in mind?" Give us a Jonesy ration of crap, Lt. Cdr. Evans, and General Buzz here will cut off your supply of free Canadian whiskey!" Michael retorted.Evans threw both his hands up, and exclaimed, "No! Not the free whiskey!" Okay, here's an idea. We can't keep you guys here in Canada where Stinson's goons have an on-going obsession with sneaking in to spoil your day. And I'm pretty sure that none of you want to learn a. It’s in Turkey. They have the most amazing ruins there. It was a great two weeks. We just got in last night, still a little jetlagged though.’ ‘Thanks for the pics. I’ll talk to you later, you should get eating lunch,’ Brian responded. Nobody but Karen knew how much Brian wanted to travel and that they couldn’t afford to. There was an entire drawer in his home office full of travel brochures that he read periodically. He even made a list of the top places he wanted to visit. Turkey was high on.