Waiter: Maybe the soup is incompatible with the bowl. Whatkind of bowl are you using?Patron: A SOUP bowl!Waiter: Hmmm, that should work. Maybe it’s ... configurationproblem. How was the bowl set up?Patron: You brought it to me on a saucer. What has that todo with the fly in my soup?!Waiter: Can you remember everything you did before younoticed the fly in your soup?Patron: I sat down and ordered the Soup of the Day!Waiter: Have you considered upgrading to the latest Soupof the Day?Patron: You have. .. perhaps at 2:00 am. While I was driving, I went across the street and drove through the parking lot of Daisy Dooks. There were no hours posted, but the website had said that they opened at 5:00 and were open until 4:00 am. Not serving alcohol allowed them to set their own hours.I followed the highway back across the interstate. The industrial-trucking area soon gave way to residential streets with restaurants and gas stations along the highway itself. I stopped at a place called The Machine. Diana paused for a second, "Are you going to tell Bill?"Jeff flipped his towel over and continued rubbing, "Not in a million years. I wouldn't wish what I've seen from Jill's mind on anyone, let alone one of our family. No wonder Little One was shaken."They stood and Diana took their towels into the bathroom. When she came back, "Can you eat now? I'm starved." Yeah, me too," he said looking at her as he slid her chair out for her, his countenance taking on his mission face. Seating himself, he. She posed a bit, looking from the side, turning around to seeher cute bum and then facing the mirror to get the full effect. I stoodback watching her take in her new form. She was very beautiful indeed,just like me. "Well those pills did their trick for sure. I'm a hottiejust like you Kylee. We look like sisters. Imagine that." I took Krista's hands and said, "Well I guess we both have made somemajor changes. How about we investigate a bit?" She smiled at me knowingwhat I meant. Her clothes.