She gave them no time to ask questions."Did either of you order Captain MacPherson to slow down our acceleration for some reason?" she demanded. Baffl...d, both shook their heads no. She turned again to Cromartie. "As I think you know quite well, we three are the only ones with authority to order anything at all," she told him harshly. "Now, what the hell has been going on?"Thoroughly discomfited by the unexpected turn of events, Cromartie gradually stammered out an explanation. The Ark had been. He shone his torch at the object in question. A thick manila envelope, covered in dust, was resting on the fibreglass insulation. Maybe it had fallen from one of the wooden boxes that he had just moved. He wriggled over to it and picked it up planning to put it back. "Dave," he heard her say, "I've made you a cup of coffee." Thank you, Mrs. Mayhew, I'll be right down." He slid back into the main area of the loft and putting down the envelope and his torch, he climbed down the loft ladder to the. He laughed not answering.Alone near the wizard pool, I taught them about mixing and making smoke bombs. We emptied the supplies from a "magic black bag," which kept things dry and they all seemed to enjoy the mysteries of magic and carefully followed all my instructions. Coven handled the materials awkwardly but naturally. Tharin mocked himself at each step but remained focused.Grimm had taken a position next to me and seemed to find little ways to touch me throughout the exercise. If the men. Um ... have to go home and use the bathroom.”“Why can’t you use ours?”“Well ... I have this condition ... it requires me to take special salts when I go to the bathroom.”“Special salts? Can’t you take them here?”“I guess I could ... it’s just that...”“No arguments. Mi casa su casa.”“Really? Wow, I love this bar.”The new guy heads for the bar’s men’s room and after a few minutes he returns to his barstool, but before resuming the conversation he makes an announcement.“Thank you for welcoming me.