” I introduced the group, we sat in silence, enjoying the night.“Haa,” said Bill “Bit different to last time I was here”“Oh yes?”“I wa... here sixty years ago, 1917. I thought it was time to come back and say sorry”“You were here? Oh man, you’re a hero. I have so much respect for you” gushed Matt, that was him all over. He was outgoing, and had a lot of interest in war. I was still wondering about the ‘sorry’ comment. Sorry for the mess they made? Sorry for the war?“Respect? No, I don’t deserve. "I didn't have anything else planned for tonight. Now do you need me to help with the envelopes?" Enough is enough," Alan answered with a shake of his head. "You're really unbelievable, you know. The only trouble is, I get the distinct feeling that one of these days you're going to walk out of here and start a photography studio of your own." I am," Melinda said, totally serious."Any way I can persuade you not to?" Make me a full partner in this one."The man looked at her, seeing she was. “I know how many times I sucked you in total, though. That I looked at last night.”Nick cocked his head. “Just happened to have out the old spreadsheet, huh?”Peter blinked in surprise. He’d never divulged the spreadsheet to anyone.Nick rolled his eyes. “How else would you keep track? Elementary, dum-dum.”Peter scowled.At 5’2” tall and 106 lbs, he was the smallest boy in his class. Only a handful of freshman boys were smaller. He wore black-rimmed glasses, and orthodonture on his small teeth.. “That’s it. I’m done.” Tony took off his helmet and gloves and went over to the ropes, “What’s your name lady?”“Rushman. Natalie Rushman.”He lifted up the ropes and pointed at her, “Front and centre. Come into the church.”Pepper blanched, “No. You’re seriously not gonna ask...”“If it pleases the court,” Tony said cutting her off, “which it does.”Natasha nodded at Pepper, “it’s no problem.”Pepper sighed and nodded, “I’m sorry, he’s very eccentric.”Natasha entered ring and as she did the two.