‘I’m going to help you if you let me, Steve,’ Audrey said, ‘why don’t you write for my agent Gabrielle West. She’s terrific. She’s very ...ind and recognizes quality work when she sees it. She lets you work at your own pace and promotes you in grand style.’ ‘So I see. Look at the list of cities you’re going to visit on your book tour. Even a cruise in the Bahamas when you get to Miami, Florida? Isn’t that excessive? When will I see you again? Not till the holidays? Man, that’s ridiculous.’ Audrey. It was only when we broke apart that I realised we had gathered around three hundred fellow celebrants who were clapping loudly and wolf whistling. People of all ages and walks of life were joining in. I felt honoured by their joy, whilst realising that they needed some normality to cling to as the aliens fell from the heavens that they normally prayed to. "Thank you, thank you," I said, hushing them. "My wife and I invite you back to my place for tea and cake," I paused. "And I'm sure we can. That turned into a love affair and we stood on the precipice of getting REAL serious and she sort of dumped me. We've remained friends and still have had a few "stress relievers", but I can hardly look at her as anything else but my good friend, with a few benefits. She was last dating a city prosecutor from town here, but I don't know how serious she was or is."She interviewed me on my credential. I have a four year Bachelor of Arts Degree from Caerenger Miron in Pittsburgh and then went on. {Flying blind? I am afraid that I do not know that term.} The Queen stated.Sam sighed then thought, {It is a term from the planet I was raised on. The best way to explain, hmmmm, like I am trying to do what you want without any information to know what to do.}{Ah!} Came the Queen's thoughts. {That, is why I am gathering the information, that you may have what you need to proceed. To us that would be as bad as no information at all.}Again, Sam nodded, then felt once again felt foolish knowing.