He turned back to her."I'm sorry, Lydia. I'm still forgetting how to do this. We recently outsourced our Human Resources and I'm still getting used to...all their procedures. Actually, I hate all of this bureaucratic BS. You need to fill out an application. In the blank where it says expected salary, put down what I told you."He handed her an application, and then another piece of paper."And this. I really should have gone over this. Anna reminded me and I did have trouble on this before. It's. Streams of light poured in from the eight-foot-tall, early-19th-century windows that looked like an original feature of the venerable Old Town structure.Sam steered Susan to a booth in the extreme rear. An attractive waitress in a long-sleeved jersey with a script "O'Grady's" emblazoned across her chest arrived immediately, ready to take their lunch order. Susan ordered a double Scotch and the waitress had the grace not to glance at the clock. Sam asked for a Carta Blanca.Susan was still. I took it from her and reached in to get a fry, but my hand was slapped, “No eating in my car, please?”“Be careful slapping him, he might enjoy it,” Jennifer said, causing them both to break into giggles.At home, we all got out and ate our food.“That was so exciting, I am going to stay up a while kids. Care to join me in a movie or something?”“What would that something be?” I said to the ladies.“What would you like it to be?” my Jenn said with a big grin on her face.“Well ... I wouldn’t want to. This was an opportunity he couldn't pass up even it it was a prank, so he quickly began to gather up the rest of the camera gear and cram it away in the media van, so he could rush and find out for sure.Fifften minutes later, Mac was standing outside Danneel's dressing room door wondering if he should knock or not. He thought for a minute and then said "fuck it" as he plucked up the courage and knocked on her door... "just a minute" a voice from behind the door called, a couple of seconds later.