A voice rudely interrupted Joshua. “OK, you wanted to talk to me, and you paid for the privilege. What do you want?”Standing at his left was the S...eriff. His poker game on hold. Or at least his participation in it. Because the same players were still at the table, and, most importantly, the coins and cash at the Sheriff’s former position was still there.“Yes, Sheriff, it’s my understanding that You handle all the deeds and titles for the area?”“Yeah, that’s right. We ain’t got no recorder. So,. "You look ... amazing. Here. let me help you sit."He helped me sit down, and then clapped, and a robot came into the room,and set out our supper.Dinner was surreal, to say the least. I found myself enjoying hisattention, and in candlelight, he actually came across as ratherhandsome, if somewhat quirky.Eventually, we finished, and I waited to see what was going to happennext.He helped me off my chair, and said, "I hope dinner was satisfactory toyou." It was very nice. As was the company" (Did I. Not sure what to do, I wandered around aimlessly for a minute, looking at shelves, but secretly glancing back at the cashier. I was delighted to find her looking back at me during one such occasion, though she quickly tried to hide it by turning away, the slight blush on her cheeks remained, though, and I started feeling incredibly turned on. I went back to the counter and just picked up a pack of gum, laying it in front of her. ‘Do you always work this late?’ I asked her. ‘Yeah,’ she replied,. After she was married, it would be assumed that she would be faithful to her husband, and so no one would question if we had lunch alone together. So… why had she said she wouldn’t be seeing me anymore? Deep down, I knew the answer. She would rather die than get married, and she knew plenty of ways to kill herself. What kind of friend would I be if I just let her waste her life like that?! I threw my clothes on, and rushed to the palace tea room. It was a risky gamble, but I figured that if she.