I would tease her mercilesslyby calling her "Sis". This bugged her even more as she was a few yearsolder. No matter what I did though I could usuall... have her smiling bythe end of the afternoon.Jessica would meet me at the club for waitress lessons, how to carry alarge tray of drinks, making change without thinking, how to get a biggertip (leave large bills), and shorthand for the orders. Since I had adesire to someday be working in a restaurant, I took it as an opportunityto learn and. "I can like get a room there too. This is sooo great. I won't have to fight the drunks and perverts who try to pick me up. Maybe now I'll get to Phoenix unscathed. I really appreciate this." Oh, there's a restaurant up ahead," I blurted out. "Are you hungry? I'm starved...must be lunch time." Cool," she giggled gleefully.As we walked towards the restaurant from the parking lot Lisa was about three steps ahead of me. I don't know if it was intuition or ten years of high school teaching but as I. Remember that one office where the boss told us to leave? That women ran after us and bought a sausage? If it wasn't good, she wouldn't have gone to all of that trouble. Think about all the places that didn't ask us to leave, and all the people that enjoyed getting a free sample." We ate the pizza and I explained to Ellen about pretending that you were someone else, so that you didn't take the rejection to heart. While we were sitting there, I looked Ellen over. I had found out that she was. And you can rest assured that I'm not going to do anything with it; I have the reputation of the agency to think of. You're not angry with me, are you, Evelyn? You're rapidly becoming one of my most popular and in-demand girls and I'd hate to upset you.”“No,” I sighed. “It's just that I was starting to wonder where my picture might end up; I don't want it splashed all over the internet.”“Not without being paid for it,” she chuckled.I let out a deep breath. “There is that; I am, after.