Kelly and Brenda followed behind her.Chuck sighed again and sat down. "Care for a coffee, Todd?" What about lunch?" Todd asked. "Shouldn't we be headi...g that way?" Plenty of time, Todd," Chuck laughed. "I know my cook." Well then, I'm always up for coffee," Todd grinned.Chuck called and asked for two coffees."Well, Todd, I've got to hand it to you. That picture is going to be very popular and won't hurt sales here at all." Chuck..." Todd hesitated. "Are sales going to hurt any when InterCoastal. ’I saw very little of Richard for the rest of the weekend or during the week. We lived two separate lives just sleeping in the same flat. On the odd occasions when our paths did cross we were both formal and polite to each other but the atmosphere was very tense.On Friday I got home at my normal time, at about 5.30. Ten minutes later Richard walked in, a good hour and a half earlier that normal. I was still in my jacket and skirt from work, drinking a cup of tea thinking about what I was going. Discussion was stilted and slow, as it always was. But Todd sat there anyway, looking out the window, the sun warming his face. “$200 a week is not going to cut it Billy,” Jimmy said eventually. “No shit,” Billy said. “We all have car payments, insurance, and credit card bills. That doesn’t leave much left over. Do you have a plan?” “Nope.” “You’re the one that’s suppose to think shit up. That’s the way it works. You think shit up, I get laid and beat the hell out of people, and Todd, well…. You just relax and let your wife take care of everything."After a couple of beers and several joints, they're both pretty much wasted at this point. Jill's a little wobbly as she goes into the kitchen and Allie turns on the TV as she stretches out on the couch. Jill knows she's fucked up, but goes ahead with her cooking anyways.She has trouble reading the recipe but manages to figure out what she's doing. She gets the rice going and starts cutting up the veggies. Half an hour later, everything.