You might wonder why we hadn’t become closer in other ways, but that was something that just never had a chance to happen. When I started here I’d...been in a relationship for over a year and it was pretty serious. And Sandy almost always has a boyfriend du jour, even though they never seem to last more than a few weeks. Eventually the thing between my girlfriend and I hit a dead end because I found out that she wasn’t what I thought she was, and Sandy was a real friend then. She helped me. Despite the air-conditioning, I could feel the heat of her warming me. “Why did you cut that?” she said as I defined and deleted a sentence. “You didn’t need it,” I said. “You said pretty much the same thing near the top.” “Oh.” She leaned forward, closer to the screen, and proceeded to chew her finger. I continued editing, she watched and asked questions, and twenty minutes later we were on our way to a tavern off the main drag where I knew the barkeep wasn’t very scrupulous about checking. He said something to the man that was holding Roger in Chinese and the man let go of his arm."Who are you?" the man asked.It was a second before Roger could answer, "My name is Roger Boring. I..."The man held up his hand, "Empty your pockets and put everything on the table in front of you; do it very slowly."As Roger emptied his pockets the man asked, "What connection do you have to the man that tried to shoot me?" I don't know the man. I wasn't thinking. I saw the gun and just hit him."The man. . Really bad...!!!!Emily said that the pitcher was full and then playfully asked, What can we do about that....??? Amy said that she didn't care as long as she could pee soon.Emily got some glasses and began pouring from the full pitcher. She filled all three of them and handed one to each of us.Drink this and then you can refill the pitcher. Emily said, smiling at both of us.Emily and I both started drinking. Amy watched us before deciding to drink too. She took a sip. The flavor was.