No, really! My cousin is; he's okay. He taught me a lot about dressin' better and stuff; and he's good to 'ave around with girls, they feel safer with...'im along. I'm just sayin'; that's the way it is. But I'M not one okay? I just like me hair well-groomed, I like cravats, always have; and I like to smell nice. Why the 'ell not?She looked down again "Pity"That kind of threw me. But, takes all sorts."Sam, SAM!!" Yes Miss Bridger?" A slim girl appeared, not in 'igh 'eels, in Gucci loafers, stretch. Keep quiet and you won’t get hurt.” The woman snarled. “Well not too much anyway” she added half to herself.Kirstie started to rise and shouted, “Fuck you, you bast…” She never finished her sentence as a fist smashed into her stomach and forced her back into the seat gasping for breath.“Now be quiet,” the man said very calmly but with more menace than any amount of shouting.She felt a knife’s point break the skin just where her throat joined her chin. The fear spread over her and she slumped. The armored police woman stumbled, knocking over a table which in turn toppling a massive ice sculpture right over on to a bench Washu suddenly seemed to be using to see over the crowd. The bench's right hand support crushed upon ice angel impact, its center brace acting as a makeshift fulcrum, launching the startled scientist into the air!She helplessly watched as Washu catapulted over the crowd kicking and screaming to 'face-plant' in the largest wedding cake Sasami had ever seen."Oopsey!". She cupped her boobs and adjusted her blouse.Malaika: You are not a kid, Sid. You understand everything and I have seen the excitement in your eyes the day we started talking. We talked a lot and shared everything. You asked to talk or play. Now, time to play. I miss my husband, I care for him, I love him but I do miss what he gave me too. Are you sure, you can give me what he gave me?I was amazed, confused, shocked like I was watching a movie or was I dreaming.Malaika: The best way to know if.