We promised to get together as soon as we had a chance. Apparently, that would be in July, when Edmonton had an exhibition game at BC.My job was progr...ssing to the satisfaction of my new boss, Rory O'Bannon, an expatriate Irishman from Galway. His thick Irish accent was a source of entertainment to me, but I had to listen carefully to catch exactly what he was saying. I was working in the logistics department and it was fascinating. I likened it to juggling eight or nine balls in the air at one. Keep things cool okay?" nudging his friend under the table with his foot.Nena glanced up, her eyes furtively scanning the room for Constancia, but didn't see her anywhere. She took a deep breath. 'Where could she be, ' she wondered."I have an idea," Mark said, interrupting Nena's train of thought as he took another long pull of his beer, "Why don't we play a little language game before the band comes on?"The others around the table nodded their agreement. Nena said in her broken English, "I. "Drew do you think we could rig up a shower out here somewhere. Out in the yard or in here somewhere, I don't care. It's just impractical to have to traipse through the house to shower before we jump in here. It doesn't have to be anything elaborate, " Tess said. "Great idea Tess, I'll pick up some pipe and a shower head in town tomorrow. There is a couple of concrete slabs over by the shed we can use to stand on. The water will do the lawn good too," Drew answered. He was happy that Tess had. She tried to bring a hand back to her rear, and the bow went flying, and she leaned first left and then right to get off me, pushing with her legs, and suddenly she was off me and lost the cello, which banged as it hit the floor.She cradled the cello like a sick child.Oh, we didn't really fight. I apologized and said I'd pay to have the fiddle fixed. I don't think there was anything really wrong with it. But after we'd dressed and she'd played with it for awhile, she sent me home.What bar is.