You didn't um have to do that," I say, holding the blankets close to my body. "It's not a big deal," he shrugs. "Well, where are the others? I'm sur... they are starving. I should probably get up and make some breakfast," "No Gracie, the others aren't here. I was going to go with them but they told me to stay here with you, since you would have a major headache when you woke up," I frown and I run my fingers through my hair, feeling the hardness of the dried hairspray. "Go where?" I watch. It was the thought of his young wife deliberately putting herself into harm's way that caused the knee-jerk reaction. "Yes," he told her after a considerable delay. "I suppose you're right." So don't yell at me then, Brett Adams," she said quite huffily. "I was just doing what I knew you wanted done anyway." I think she put you in your place quite nicely there," Paul, who was listening in along with everyone else in the helicopter (as well as probably half the town), noted with a smile."It. .."She looked around and tried to find the source of the voice and gasped when she saw her. In the jar was no longer a firefly but a humanoid winged female creature that stood 3 inches tall. She was more beautiful than any human woman she had ever seen. She had short black hair, blood red wings, what would be D cup breast if she was human sized, and a certain fiery red glow about her."Wha where'd you come from?" Vanessa asked sheepishly."Now that's a silly question to ask isn't it? You brought. Chaz had everything set up: folders for each candidate: resumes, academic records, references. There was a lot, but it might not be a problem."Okay. You said a part-timer on the chick peas project and a post-doc in sustainable ecosystems, right?." Right. These three for chick peas; and these are the post-docs." Let's go through the part-timers and then go to lunch." Okay. They're in alphabetical order. They all have degrees and either a diploma or a master's."I scanned the first resume, then.