" No Rob, I don't think so." Okay then, how about Thursday night?" Give it up Rob. I don't date guys who come in here. It just doesn't pay to have a r...lationship of any kind with people from the work place. I know. Been there and done that." No problem. I'll stop coming in here." No Rob, no, no, no! Got it?" No. Something worth having is something worth keeping after." Suit yourself Rob, but understand that you are wasting your time."I just smiled at her. I mean what else did I have to do with. "Once again, Mistress Portia checked out Sophia's hair and noddedappreciatively as she smiled."Yes Portia, you're right, it sets of your face beautifully. That was aclever trick with the wave at the front and those two curls."At this juncture Victoria arrived and commandeered my services as sheinterrupted her mother."It's my turn now mummy. Sophia's had Michelle for half the morning. Iwant my hair done now!" "Not quite darling," countered Mistress Portia, "Michelle also did acouple of. Molly held the book she was reading with one hand, and covered her mouth with the other. Ruth made a growling sound in his throat. "Todd Bunsen?" he said."I don't remember his last name. I didn't like him very much. He seemed icky." Icky?" asked Molly. "Where did you learn that word?" Melody Simpson taught it to me," said Nadia. "She says that sometimes there are icky men watching the games." Who's Melody Simpson?" asked Bob."Cheerleader," said Ruth, frowning."Ahhhh," said Bob. "Icky indeed.". I took my blushing sister home where she dashed for her bedroom, “Get mom in here” she said before she shut the door.I found our mother in the back yard bent over a weed patch, “Hey, Regal wants to see you, she’s in her room.”“What does she want?”“Wait, you’ll see, and I think she wants to borrow some of your jewelry.”The next thing I heard from my mother was “Oh my god girl, what did you do to your hair?” as she went into my sister’s room. Mom helped Regal get dressed for the dance. Every once.