Eventually, the doorbell rings. The sound of the bell startles you and I simply chuckle. Time for phase two. "Answer the door," I tell you. You hesita...e for a moment. I lift you off of me as I say, "hurry up." I don't want to give you time to back out. You slowly walk to the door, still dressed only in a thong and heels. You reach the door and pause, unsure whether to continue or not. I say nothing. This is your last chance to back out and I can tell you're debating with yourself. The doorbell. She was trying to be fair. She hadn’t been here long enough to make sweeping judgments. But thus far graciousness and friendliness weren’t the first traits that came to mind concerning the people of Chatham Square—from the bag lady haunting the otherwise magical park in the square, taking up the best bench and humming her songs and rocking back and forth and not even looking up when greeted, to the man in one of the two hunkering Greek Revival piles glowering at each other across the square,. Well, you and your friend can dance with us and then maybe we can head back to our hotel room, show you two a good time, the blonde says with a smirk. Actually, my boyfriend is on his way as we speak, sorry, Ali says to the brunettes disappointment. But my friend is very single, she says with a giggle. If you boys can share, Im sure we could come up with something, I say in a flirtatious tone and hold out my hand. Im Matthew, by the way, the brunette says as he drops two capsules filled with. .. you know this changes everything, right? All I can hope for is that he won't strap on his political coveralls and try to make maximum hay out of this. Now, you're sure that there's no threat linked to this new breed, right?' Mark responded.'As sure as anyone can be. The same guardian that kept watch on the first batch has been keeping an eyeball on these also. The only emanation that has been detected is an eagerness to get on the job. I'd read the threat assessment for this as pretty much.