”“How?” asked Maggie.“Stay with us,” invited Caroline. “We’d love to have you stay, and the boat is big enough.”Both Babs and Maggie i...mediately protested that that would be taking the Jensons generosity too far, but the Jensons weren’t dissuaded.“Oh, please, we have no fixed schedule. We’re what you might call the ‘idle rich’. We’re both idle and rich. You’d be a lot safer with us, and you wouldn’t have to call off your vacation. We can get you to an airport whenever you want,” argued Malcolm.. Of course I wanted a Thomas at the helm but I see you as the next best thing. We have enough time to polish some of your management skills, which I think is the main thing you lack. Well what do you say?"I took a long time to think about it but to me the answer was obvious."I don't know how to thank you for the offer but I have to turn you down."I saw his body literally slump down."You see there is a better candidate than me, and she is a Thomas, at least for now."He stared at me. "You mean. "This is what you want?"Kim nodded again, her mouth still too dry for words.Shego moved a step closer, and pulled the zipper down another couple inches. "This isn't what you want, not really." Kim said nothing, only stared as Shego moved even closer, slowly pulling down the zipper. More and more green flesh was becoming exposed. "I know what Kim Possible really wants," Shego whispered as she pulled the zipper to her waist."What?" Kim managed to croak."This," Shego said and put her arms around. A serious looking bust with baroque man-curls watched Randalf. ‘1776 – Armistice between wasps and cockroaches’ was carved beneath the bust. There was a scene of flying wasps and cockroaches who were locked in a wrestling hold midair while peasants were running in crying despair underneath the battle in the sky. Randalf sat down and pulled a little bag out of his jeans back pocket: A clear Ziploc bag with a weed bud and a couple papers. He crumbled the bud between his fingers inhaling the aroma.