STEVEN: Hell, no! That’s not my job! Might be Sarah’s job, but it sure as hell ain’t mine. RICHIE: (Defensively) Hey! MARK: Stephen! STEVEN: (Ov...rlapping) But I’ll remind you what my job is. My job is keepin’ this band alive, keepin’ us on stage, keepin’ us movin’ and out there, exposed. RICHIE: How? By gettin’ us stuck in crumby little dives like this? (Millie enters away from the bar. Mark and Cole notice.) COLE: (Apprehensively) Guys . . . STEPHEN: (Again overlapping) No, by keepin’ us outta. So she invited the lil neighbor boy, they left all dressed and were gone for a few hours, I thought nothing of it, until C came home, I heard muffled talking with lil shit and then she came in. Have I got something to tell you , it was confession time over coffee after, he told her that He was very aroused listening and catching peeks through the bathroom shared bathroom doors, seems the full length mirrors on both doors afforded a view when adjusted just right, of the bed , and when we were. ’ She was rubbing her hands palm to palm. ‘Go home then.’ I said. ‘No I’d like to get drunk here. I know you enough it won’t matter. My ‘sisters’ have recommended you. May I please?’ ‘Ok. No promises though.’ She brought out two beers, I figured I could at least start with her. We drank several cans without saying much. ‘What do you do for work Bonnie?’ I really did want to know more about her. The outside was nice, really nice. But it’s the inner person, the personality that’s really. “It’s only for two weeks, we are close enough to the main house so we can use the bathroom there, I’m sure we can cope with that.”“Thanks so much, if they are here with us, it will be better for them than having to stay in a hotel.”After a while, Wendy started to look rather tired; not all that surprising considering everything she had gone through in the last two days. We congratulated them again, then headed off home, via the Wallaceway shopping centre to get the additional items Patrick had.