The discussion was candid and the stumbling block was the workers' down time in a spacefaring vessel — they could hardly go home for the night. Bet ...as given to think about this problem and bethought herself of the solution on middle deck. Julie's requested opinion on duplicating middle deck was that some narrow minded people would then regard E deck as a mobile bordello and would believe Harriers as the better option as the workers went home after work back to parental guidance.Bet did not. "How in the world could someone as ugly as him have a sister as beautiful as you?"She turned red and mumbled "Thank you."He went over to the bed and moved the blankets down to Bubba's waist. He slid his hand under the splint where the break was."Everything seems good here." He lifted up the blankets and looked under them. "Ah. Good old Grossmont. Much better than that stupid hospital gown." He looked over at Sissy. "Your idea?" Yes, Sir." Sir? Do you see someone else in the room? My name's. Henry felt a stab of pitty for her. "Are you well?" He asked, worried for her. "She is fine, thanks to you my young friend." Henry looked and saw a rough looking man gazing through the low window. "I'm her father. Isabelle told me the whole story. I owe you a debt I can never repay." Henry nodded his head respectfuly. "It was my pleasure." "And your misfortune it seems." Her father said with a sharp grin. "Where were you bound?" "Paris." Henry replied. "As are we. I would be honored to take you. .. You're famous!" Bobbie insisted."And Andy Warhol said everyone will be famous for two minutes. Those were my two minutes," Kris replied. Then with a grin she added, "On the other hand, the CD ran for nearly sixty minutes so maybe I'm a little ahead of the game."Bobbie was staring at Kris intently. Now that she remembered the name, other bits and pieces from her memory were coming together. Glaring at her accusingly she said, "You just completed a major film didn't you? Your very first and.