"Well, curiosity got the best of me, and so I asked her to see it. She said that it had to be done, it couldn't really be seen. Okay, I thought. It's ...orth a shot.So, she got a pink sparkle gel pen, one of the kinds that girls use to write on each other's hands. She told me, "Stick out your right hand." I thought fine, she's probably just going to make a little doodle, and so I held out my hand. She told me to look away, and I did. I felt the cool ink start to flow onto my hand as she started. They mocked me, asking if I had a crush on her or something. Near the end of the movie, the sexual tension had risen to nearly unbearable levels. I had always seen my sister as a woman, not my sister. The way the moonlight hit her that night made skin glow, and her eyes sparkle. She seemed to have picked up on the tension too, jokingly saying, "Its too bad brothers can't kiss their sister. I feel like we're missing out almost." I looked her in the eyes and quoted Humphrey Bogart saying,. She had to remind herself that rude wasn’t an appropriate reaction in these circumstances Instead she replied through gritted teeth. ‘For your information I do have permission.’ The other one spoke for the first time, his tone was more quizzical. ‘But they’re not ripe.’ ‘No, Sally was saying that the squirrels always eat them all before they ripen so I suggested pickling them.’ He was nodding, slowly. ‘I see.’ He glanced over at his companion. ‘William, we should get back. Lunch will be ready.’. Security photos which don't show much. MO looks very consistent." What's that?" asked Banks, indicating a magazine."This Denver area magazine did a feature on the guy. They had a former F.B.I. profiler do a work up on him. Denver P.D. sent it along with the rest of the stuff. I haven't had a chance to look at it yet." Anything else?" S.F.P.D. lifted a partial off the teller's cage. They aren't sure it's his, but at least we've got something to compare it to if we ever nab this guy." You mean.