Are you done smirking? My friends call me H2O. Come on get it over with. My friends say that I have a personality like a Chameleon, fitting to my n...mesake opals which display different colors when viewed from different directions. Anyway my Dad is a Gemologist, and my Mom is a Horticulturist they are Americanized Chinese. My grandparents came to America when they were 12. My grandpa was 25 and grandma was 22 when they got married, my Dad was 21 and my Mom was 18 when they got married. I. Heck, I thought you knew. It's not as if it's costing me anything. Our husband pays for everything, anyway, and Caitlin and I started donating our salaries as soon as we married this hunk here, actually well before you guys became part of us," she finished, pulling Caitlin close and hugging her."Still," Nat said, "we think that's great." Can we go and visit, sometime, you think?" Nicki asked.Joyce looked at her husband for a second, and at Jeff's slight nod, "I don't see why not. How would you. I left to take the coffee back to my other half who still had about six hours of the day left to work.As I got home my phone pinged with a message from my other half. - ‘Hello, love - Julie just came in but I’m too busy to talk or spend time with her - I’ve told her to come around later and we’ll give her super tonight - please ‘look after’ her till I get home.’ The quotes were hers.Now I’m of an age where a little chemical help does not harm, so as to cover eventualities I popped a little blue. .. are you married?”“Uh ... no.”“Wanna be?” she asked coquettishly.“Madison!” Sharon exclaimed.“What?”“You don’t ask stuff like that?”“Hey, it’s okay,” I said calmly. “In answer to your question, no, I’m not married.” I paused for a second or two before continuing. “Why, are you applying for the job?” I gave her a big smile as I flipped the pancakes.“Sure, why not? You’re my type.” She answered with broad smile and devilish glint in her eye.“And what type is that?”“Tall, dark and handsome..