I wasn't laughing at you, but that I had misread the signs. I thought you really didn't want to be here, but were here only because your sister wanted...this." Why would you think that?" asked Mandy through her tears."Because you are a little submissive to her wants, and you also are more of an introvert than she is." It just looks that way, I learned early on; that arguing led to fights, which upset our parents. So, if it is something that really doesn't matter in the long run, I let her lead. It's nothing mysterious or secretive.”“So?”I wagged my head. “You want to find out if the reality lives up to the expectation.”“If it doesn't, though. That'll completely fuck us up. I don't want that.”“You can leave that to me, sweetheart,” I consoled her. “I'm going to make sure that it is everything you want and more. We're not only going to be good, we're going to be spectacular.”“How do you know that?”“Because I'm going to do everything I can to make sure it is. But, there's no hurry, okay?. Dawn smiled as she extended her hand. “I’m so glad you came along,” she said, managing a little smile. “My name is Da...”“No names are needed,” interrupted Faith. “You’re lucky I was around. You would have been Demons’ dinner in another minute. But hey, you look like crap.”Dawn looked down and noticed that her pretty little shirt was torn to shreds. Her arms were bloody and dirty, her nice new jeans were ripped at the knees.“Hey, I don’t know how old you are but I don’t think you want to go. It gave her a chance to pull him from the sofa and lead him to her room. Brandi, wearing only a dressing gown, was at the vanity with half a dozen perfume bottles around."Oh there you are. Patricia dear, we thought we would show you a little about fragrances." She stroked a bottle stopper against her wrist. "This is Chanel #5, and this is #19. Can you tell the difference?"At first Pedro was confused, but he sniffed the wrist as she had, and received his first experience with $100 an ounce.