It was always a friendly game; no one got in too deep and the stakes were kept low. They knew that the police wouldn’t be busting this illegal gambl...ng game. The fifth player was the Sheriff.Jason’s wife walked into the room with a tray of ice-cold beers that she put onto a side table where the players could help themselves. Then she turned to leave.“Okay guys, I’m going home now. Jason, you be home before midnight; remember you have a doctor’s appointment at 8:00 A.M. tomorrow morning.“See you. .. and she understood how things are. You’re just going to have to get with the program!”I looked at her without speaking, too astounded to reply. I had no idea she’d even want to discuss such a thing with her father. I sure hadn’t been part of the decision process.“You don’t have any idea what I have to deal with every damn day,” she added defensively. “You just don’t know how much everyone depends on me to get it right every damn time something comes up!”“Any of those ‘somethings’ shoot at. We then walked directly to the elevators. The elevator to our floor was a 'Private' elevator with a guard in front of it to screen who used it. He recognized Billy & then Billy told him that we were his guest & were also authorized to use the elevator. The guard then asked "Is she the lady I was told about by the crew upstairs? She LOOKS like she could be a lot of fun as I was told about." Billy answered "YES, this is her. You can find out how much fun she is later when you're upstairs. For now. “Heh, I suppose it must be nice smelling feet like these once in a while, huh?”, the human said tauntingly and Caevinni was so taken aback by this that she forgot what she had been trying to say. It is nice to smell her horrid feet? Has Jaina Proudmoore gone insane?“I mean ... What with all those Orcs and Trolls and Goblins and what-have-you that you have to accompany yourself with ... They smell bad enough as they are, from a distance. I shudder to imagine the stink coming from the foot of one.