“I’m very impressed. Thank you for a great meal.” I said to the Nymphs when the meal was complete.“We’re glad you liked it. Deb said Itali...n was the best way to go,” Em said with a big smile.“Yeah, it takes a bit to get us fired up in the kitchen. But once we get going we really enjoy it,” responded Deb.The Nymphs had insisted I stay seated and not assist in the cleaning up. One of them was usually chatting with me while the other one cleared plates or brought the next course.Once. "She hangs on his every word. You can see that she positively adores him."Her next words hit me so hard that I collapsed onto the floor of the cell."And their son looks like a mirror image of his father! They call him Malcolm, after my father. I would have told you about the birth before, but you know how fragile babies can be? He's three months old now and appears a healthy child."Brenda is besotted with him. She fusses over him constantly and he will undoubtedly turn out to be a spoiled brat.. Dewey and I broke up over the imitation and applauded the mini show.We turned back to the yacht club to clean up and dress for dinner. Dewey made some calls to arrange for reservations and transportation.I didn't have any fancy clothes with me, just a nice shirt and a decent pair of slacks that I planned to wear on the flight home. Dewey brought out a sport coat that matched my pants and shirt. We took a taxi to downtown San Francisco and were let out of the cab on a carpeted sidewalk by a. A leather jacket, again with studs on the shoulder and down the front. She wore black lipstick, eye shadow and her skin seemed oddly white-ish. She also had several earrings and nose studs around her head. You might call her Gothic, whatever that means.She said,”Yeah. Can I help you?” I looked at her and smiled, saying,”Don't you think that's what I should be saying? Can I help you!” The girl looked surprised and step back inside. I followed and she had that mocking look and started nodding.