The King took the cap from her gravely, put it on his head, then grinned broadly."Thank you, fair lady," he said. "I promise -- cap or no cap -- I am ...t your service forever." He bowed to Dorothy.Dorothy curtsied."How about a lift back to the Emerald City?" the Scarecrow asked."Absolutely," the Monkey King grinned.The Flying Monkeys set the four companions and the little dog gently on the ground inside the walls of the Emerald City.Dorothy released her hold around the neck of the Monkey King,. I opened the door with an angry look.Me: hey, why you are telling like this. I am not having angry on you.Sister: then why you are doing like this?Me: because of devi….Sister: what she did bro. She is a very good girl and she like you. Now she is upset because of you.Me: I don’t like devi calling me as a brother. I don’t want to be a brother.Sister: what bro? Don’t you like her?Me: I like her. I love her Priya. I love devi.Sister: bro, you are serious? She is my good friend and you love her?Me:. "How often do you shampoo and condition your hair?" I shampoo it every time I shower. Condition? What's that?"Mrs. Brown gave another negative shake of the head. She asked to see my hands then. (What? Why?) Okay, I showed her my hands and she examined each of them closely. Mrs. Brown gave another negative shake of the head. (I was getting nervous again!) She asked me if I ever took a soaking bath?A bath? "Like lay in a tub of hot water forever?" I answered.She laughed at that and I started to. The conspirators were not necessarily limited to Jeff and one female, either. That could be just the tip of the iceberg. The firm — that is, Rob and Jim — leased a skybox at Soldier Field for entertaining current and prospective clients, politicians, and other notables. Naturally, they were cozy with the team's management and, on social occasions, player personnel. It wasn't conceivable they had never met Jeff Spencer, the team's star. Could they all be in this together?My employers had taken.