.. first there had to be an accommodation made. 'What is that? That being the cat."Evidently ... that ... is my cat."That's not quite how I would phra...e it ... you're my human. What is that?"That that is Company ... and you will get along ... both of you. Now that that is settled ... we have aircraft to move." Meatloaf tonight, Junior. Will you be staying?" Mashed Potatoes with a hole in the middle full of melted butter?" Yes, dear." Corn dodgers?" 'Mom makes the best corn dodgers ... really. And the next time I went over there, it got even worse.It took me almost a week to get up the courage to go back and see them. That was a long time, relatively speaking, at least based on my past behavior. But it wasn’t unheard of for me to get busy and “neglect” them for a while. Hannah left me alone, probably to let me work things out in my mind. She knew me well enough to know how my mind worked. And there really was no big rush. Harper still had plenty of time to turn in a portfolio. She. I was pretty sure I was developing an ulcer, and I was onlythirty five. And there was no connection with the clients, it was makethe pitch, get the sale and then off to the next one. I longed to finda job where I could sell a product that I was proud of, to work for acompany that truly cared about its clientele. I resolved right thenthat I would find another job.This trip was off to a bad start - the airport had lost my luggage. Allmy suits and clothes were in limbo, all I had was my laptop. It was an old looking building, just a new looking sign above the door. This is the place? Really? Looks more like an abandoned building. Simon could not resist to comment. The Last Inn? Yeah, of those that remain from a few centuries ago. Steve jumped in. Mouse just kept quiet and went to look around its sides. I followed him and walking around the right corner of this ruin of a building, there we saw a large parking lot. Wow, check that out, dudes. Is that a Lamborghini? Mouse whistled, as we.