‘You working this morning?’ she asked it in a sleep induced mumble. Lois would not mumble at all an hour after waking. When fully awake, the years...of acting lessons would give her the voice of a newscaster. ‘No, I just had too much to drink last night. I always wake up early after I drink.’ The work she referred to could be the new screenplay, but most likely she was asking about my job as an airport limo driver. ‘So, what time do you go in today?’ She asked as she pulled me back into the bed. I was overcome with knowledge, rather than wisdom, because in my own Cantonese I offered that information. Mr Wu slammed his door, and glared at me. The two older Chinese women looked disapproving. Mr Wu gestured to the display case before the reserved room, the black armoir. He couldn’t be serious? “If you will not still the jabbering gwaillo tongue, I will bridle it. Fetch the bridle” I could not embarrass Mr Wu in front of guests when I had been in error. Surely this was simply a. I saw it first and pointed it out to Sandy. It was huge! I whispered to her, "This is a good day for us! That's a pileated woodpecker; they aren't all that common!"She exclaimed quietly, "It's beautiful!" Carefully, she extricated her camera from the pack and was able to get one picture of the bird before it took wing and flew deeper into the woods.She hugged me, saying, "Steve, we know we like to hike, but we need to keep our eyes open more and look around us! Look at what we've seen so far. Fifteen minutes, and four dead men later, Albert walked into the room clapping, ‘Bravo, Bravo, well done my beauty, I see that you’ve just applied for a higher up position in the organization.’ Albert walked right up in front of her, a spectacular creature, smiling, Albert looked Adrienne up and down with appraising scrutiny. He studied her like one would when looking over a champion race horse, ‘Who the fuck are you, asshole?’ Adrienne gasped, her stance had not relaxed, her senses still told.