Oddly enough, they all laid claim to the title, but you could tell it was just bullshit. At one point, Phil seemed to be looking at Tom's butt; when ... noticed this he shifted his glance in the way that guys do when they get caught peeking – as if they were just looking around.After a couple of games, I went home, but not until they'd invited me to Tom's place for their weekly poker game. Bill advised me to bring plenty of money (laughs around) – in the form of pennies and nickels, and . Elena: I’m sorry! I’m the reason Lucas showed up!Me: What?Elena: I didn’t know what he had done at the time. And I had called him to check. And I ended up telling him you were at the restaurant.Me: I see.Elena: I’m so sorry, I never meant for any of this to happen!Me: Uhh…Elena: Please forgive me. I know it was wrong. But I’ll do anything if you forgive me.I was thinking about what to do. It was an honest mistake. She didn’t mean this to happen.Me: It’s alright, I forgive you, Elena.Elena:. She had always admired and respected his literary opinions. And he was, after all, an assistant professor of English, and with more publishing credits than she had."Can I get you a drink?" she said. "Coffee?" Too late for coffee for me," he said. "How about some scotch and water?" I'll see what Arlie's got. I think he has some. Maybe you should come into the kitchen and mix it yourself to suit."While she leaned over slightly to check the liquor cabinet, Lars pressed his groin against her from. Okay." "Come with me. My studio is just around the corner" As we walked she changed to social chit chat. We walked up the stairs to a big open room with lights and lots of gear. She told me to relax and just stand in the middle of the room. She took some light measurements set up a camera on a tripod to record it all. A young woman with long dark hair walked in dressed in torn jeans and a tight t shirt and knee high boots. Her heavily made up face was covered by big aviator blue lens.