What can you say? What can you say is just a few sentences? And anyway do you really know yet? Have you fully got to grips in your own mind with what ...as exactly happened and what its affect on you is yet?You shrug your shoulders. She glances at him; her lover; the man that took your place in her bed last night. "Frank wants to see me again?" She says to you.What do you say? No? Yes? You feel jealous; you don't want him seeing her again; you don't him touching her again; you don't him fucking. They get paid a lot less and do the same thing day after day. There’s no creativity in the meals planned or how they’re prepared. I want somewhere that I can exercise those traits – my skills.”Dave and Bobbie nodded. He asked, “Do you only do Greek cooking and cuisine?”“Oh, no. I do just about anything – very cosmopolitan. Mrs. Wyatt showed me the menus for the past two months and those are very in keeping with what I’d like to work on. I should note that I saw all sorts of complimentary dishes. "Serious matters indeed," one of the bastards said in a snarky manner. As he spoke he elbowed his way out from amongst the rest of the bastards. Amazingly this man wasn't a big fat blob like the others. Instead he was tall and thin and very old. His head was bald and his skin hung on his almost skeletal face and he had liver spots all over his exposed flesh. I looked at him in surprise as he continued to interrupt me."I know exactly who you are," the man spat out in a vehement manner, "and I'm. "I know the captain. Don't like him, but know him. He must have seen it." We don't need to know THAT badly. We'll hear the rumors soon enough."She let out a sigh, lowering herself onto the bench, sitting back against the cliff. Liuz sat down beside her."He'll come anyway. Hope I say good things about him to my Father." Will you?" No."Liuz could not help but smile. He put his arm around her, his friend snuggling against him."If he shows up, he shows up. We'll be polite, then send him home.".