Hold still so I can get you free." It apparently understood me and stopped wiggling. As I freed it, I could not believe my eyes. Standing at his full ...eight of maybe three or four inches tall, with wide, gossamer wings, was a tiny male fairy. I held him in my hand and watched as he picked off the remaining bits stuck to him. Finally, he finished, cleared his throat, and extended his hand. In his piping voice, he said, "Hi! I'm Jonjacobjingleheimerschmitt Hisnameismynametoo. You can call me. "I have a Mr. Coffee thing and some bags of gourmet coffee. Somebody gave it to me as a house warming present. You know how to make it I'm sure." So I can come in and have a cup of coffee, if I make it myself? It's late and I'm tired." I said it thinking that would end the discussion."Why don't you spend the night? I mean if you are tired." Steve had already gone into the house. Laura looked a little concerned."Why, it's not that much of drive to get home. I'm not really too tired to drive.". I came down about six feet away with my hand on my hips and a glare in my eye."Very funny, dog. Very funny." I mellowed when he looked at me with those big eyes. Maybe he was just enjoying the new scent I was wearing and hadn't meant to startle me after all."All right, I forgive you," I told him, smiling to show I wasn't mad.Brute looked at me and took a step in my direction with his tongue sliding out of the side of his mouth in the doggy version of a smile. Then he stopped and looked back at. Clark looked intently at each shot studying every detail with what almost seemed like delight. ‘Very good work, Mr. Rodgers I’ve got your check right here but I’d like to keep you on it if you’re not too busy. I need you to follow Mrs. Clark some more and oh yes, much more pictures.’ ‘But Mr. Clark these should be more than enough to prove that your wife is cheating on you…’ ‘Mr. Rodgers I already know my wife cheats on me, I not looking for evidence I’m looking for titillation.’ He went on.