’ The new boy laughed. Kriss remained silent. ‘How long will you keep this up?’ He brushed his hair aside once more. His eyes met Kriss’. ‘...o, it’s not short for Kristopher. It’s Krissette.’ Kriss pulled a napkin from a container on the table and picked up a pen a waiter had left behind. ‘It’s spelled K-R-I-S-S-E-T-T-E.’ Kriss shrank back in his seat. The fascination on the new boy’s face was evident, it was so clear. Whether it was Krissette’s green eyes or his dark skin couldn’t really be. You've got the legs for it, I wish I had thighs like yours! Don't you think they're fabulous?"Denise did, and very soon thereafter the boots were safely purchased."Right, Elizabeth, now I need a dress I can wear dancing on Monday. Where shall we go?"Elizabeth had prepared. She knew just the place.Around a corner, off of the High Street, was Leonora's. This shop sold nice, wonderful dresses at reasonable prices — well, they were higher than the big chains, but not too much. The clothes were. It's a little village not far from Interlaken." She was about to ask if he knew it but checked herself. She tried desperately to remain calm, to focus just on the desk in front of her in case he thought she might try and run."Where will you be staying?" he asked, still flicking through her passport. The big cap wobbled on his head."With Mr. and Mrs. Gustav Rivera, in Boquette." Her heart thumped, blood surging into her head as she thought about the duty free. What if she was over the allowance?. Closer and closer they came; Jesus was afraid that they were going to ram the pyramid the way they were getting so close. At last, Nils shouted, "FIRE!" into his microphone. Han'lic winced as the volume of the order blasted his ears, but he did not hesitate. The two missiles were on their way, and the two attackers desperately pulled their craft away from the impact area.There was an agonizing delay before the missiles struck. But strike they did! The explosions were near enough to simultaneous.