She typed a few things into her system, making arrangements for an evening trip.At lunch, David was muttering something about needing more vowels. Whi...e it reminded Angel of a board game with letter tiles and a game show that was on something like its tenth resurrection, she couldn't figure out what he was talking about. She looked a question at Lena, who only rolled her eyes and gestured an invitation for Angel to ask him."Ok," Angel asked, "Who needs more vowels, and why?" Our group does." He. Initially she began with the expurgated version of the story they'd memorialized in the revised ship's log, but at MacPherson's insistence she soon switched to full disclosure after extracting a promise of silence. Toshimura listened to the tale mostly without comment."So that damned Mallet was the problem after all," he said when she was done. "Always thought he was just a political hack, and a bad fit at SES. But I admit I never saw him as malicious, I just figured him for a jackass." He. " And what's in it for the contestants." Well, they'll be earning $10,000 per day that they remain in the house." So its in their interests to be as slutty as they possibly can?" Exactly, John." So tell me, Jane, why do we call it Big Fucker International." Its international, because contestants can be any colour or nationality in the world." But over 18 only, huh, Jane?" Of course, John." And will these 10 contestants always be 5 men and 5 women." Not necessarily, John. The audience can choose. Before long, the Dotsons drove back and dropped Emily off at their house, before travelling to the restaurant to continue with the preparations for their "Grand Opening."Emily had barely entered the house when the phone rang, and she picked up the ringing handset and inwardly groaned when she heard the voice of her sister's ex-boyfriend. "Yeah, hiya Andy. She's not in." Again," he moaned and she rubbed her nose."Yeah. She's out on a date," Emily blurted out and pursed her lips together. "Umm.