Red traced her fingers over the edge of the mahogany desk as she approached the gold-detailed bookshelf to its left.“Have you read all of these? You...have some of my favorites. The Picture of Dorian Grey, Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop, The Color Purple.” Red looked over her shoulder to meet Cris’s eyes as Cris stood in front of the coffee table pouring herself a glass of whiskey. “I’d like one of those too,” she said to Cris.“I have read them all actually. Are you. Another cut. The men cheer. "Take it off you fuckin slut!"The video cuts to Marcie's face. She looked insulted.Cut to Jake. Jake, his face completely serious, "SHUT UP!"The group went immediately quiet. "You will not call Marcie nasty names. I told you guys this earlier with the other rules. No nasty names or you're fuckin out. No puh - I mean- no poker for you! Got it?"The shot stayed on Marcie. She's nodding her head in agreement. The Asian guy, like an embarrassed gradeschooler, offers a. "Damn your math has improved. But yes we had figured half to three quarters of a million at a time." she said."So I generate income for you, chubby Realtor Kate, and Archer's crew without you risking anything?" I asked."Yeah that's pretty much it," Jen replied."Then the answer is no," I said. "Jen listen to me hon. Nobody is going to buy a home of any kind in a site with abandoned houses everywhere. If I do this I would have to commit to enough houses to have a decent looking neighborhood. If I. . delicately. Yeah. I, uh ... I came over to talk about it. Oh, don't get me wrong. I didn't come here..." ... To ask me not to do it. But it was just..." Bill chuckled, "Hell, I don't know what to call it, maybe just good manners for us to sit down and chat like grown men — and Alphas."Dave took a gulp of the hot coffee, not the best idea he had lately, he thought as he burned his tongue, but maybe better than the one about coming over to talk to Bill. Shit, this is awkward. Finally Dave.