We are thinking to go out this evening to a nice restaurant we spotted yesterday.'Hearing about Kate and me going to the beach together seems to have ...aptivated Christine. As soon as the words left my mouth she stopped buttering her toast and now she looks quite funny with a half buttered toast on one hand and the butter knife on her other hand. She is not quite staring at me, but giving me long looks of disbelief. What does it mean? Does she feel somehow betrayed? Up until now I have got the. ‘Poach the chicken. Sauté the bell peppers, then add the chicken and pan-fry that with some spices and the diced tomato. Then add a little white wine and cream and let it cook. Sound good?’ ‘Sounds fantastic.’ ‘We’ll have to eat inside though,’ I bobbed my head to the sliding glass back door as I diced a tomato and sliced the bell peppers I had picked that morning. Outside rain was lashing the house in heavy sheets of water, accompanied by brilliant flashes of lightning and deep, strong rolls. Yet just at that moment, my lad jumps swiftly out the way and performs the most insane jump kick I have ever witnessed, flattening his opponent with one fell swoop. I stand up and cheer loudly and my barnacle follows suit. When I sit back down, she is still attached to me. The victorious fighter does a lap of the bars, presenting himself to the comfortable and drunken tourists, bowing graciously when they reward him with money. When he comes to me I congratulate him and give him a large tip.. "It's Jackson, but you can call me Jackie. Most people do, but hey, it's getting late. Can I bother you for a ride? I don't handle liquor very good. I don't need a DUI. I kinda noticed you're just sipping that coke." How'd you know?" Andy didn't drink so he always drank coke."I know a lot about you Andrew." Yeah? Like what?" Like you play softball on Tuesdays, your wife, Jenny gained about 40 pounds and you probably wish she didn't." Wait a second." He was mystified. "How do you know this?" I.