Yes. The mists are parting,” the fortune teller droned. “I see ... I see ... I see one who watches you from afar. A comely man, his courage buildi...g. Soon ... Yes, soon, he will seek your favor.”“Is his name John?” Jamie asked.The fortune teller looked up from the crystal ball and said, “This I cannot see, but I see anticipation and arousal in your face as he approaches. You desire him.”Jamie let out a sharp, high-pitched moan and said, “Oh my.”The fortune teller chuckled. “This is what I see. And she has to get there. No matter what is out here. She told them she'd only be gone a few minutes. She didn't even drive, just walked.Damn them. Damn them for just turning away when she asked for help. But she shouldn't say that, she shouldn't even think that. Somehow she thinks that those people will need all the help they can get. This is not time to be calling curses down on anyone else.Oh GOD! What was that? Don't look around Amanda, don't look. Just keep walking. If you look you'll. .. go further?"He stopped, took back his hand, zipped himself up and stood up. Takingme by the hand he pulled me from the booth, slid his hand around my waistand we left the bar."Please, I have to go to the bathroom," I begged. I was aware that I wasuntucked and in danger of giving away my true nature. The Ladies roomwas close by and I slipped inside and into a cubical. Not a moment toosoon. I sat on the lavatory bowl and leant back against the wall. Mybrain was in a whirl. Here was a. ?Huh? Oh ... uhm, no, not yet,? it wasn?t until I?d let thatadmission slip out that I realized that Quinn being here had to meanthat I was out of time, that it was time to go and leave the box behind,unsolved. Unwilling to let that happen, I quickly added, ?But I?m reallyclose.?Quinn?s brow furrowed slightly at me, though, whether from thought orskepticism, I wasn?t sure. ?How close???I just need like ten minutes and a couple extra hands,? I answered,hoping that would be a short enough amount.