"Good evening," he said, in a voice that was pitched slightly higher and more hesitantly than she'd imagined. "I think it might be me that you're wait...ng for." When there was hesitation, he added: "You are Jane, aren't you? Jane Osbourne." And you must be Charlie," said Jane automatically, proffering a limp hand towards him. "I'm pleased to finally meet you." Likewise, Jane," said Charlie. "May I sit down?" Of course," said Jane, who with the pleasantries concluded could now assess Charlie. "Drunk and mistaken." "No, you're the one who's mistaken," Lola retorted, "if you think he's a she!" "Leave us alone," Donald ordered. Lola dabbed at Stella's crotch with the handkerchief. "A man!" she shrieked.Donald stood. Roughly, he grabbed Lola's forearm and shoved it away from Stella's lap. "Keep your filthy, drunken hand off my girlfriend!" he warned.Stella stood, too. "Let's go," she pleaded."I have a good mind to belt this bitch," Donald declared."Let's just go, Donald, please," Stella. A tall young man comes in and steps behind the bar as you follow Mary through the door in the back of the bar. Mary heads down a dimly lit narrow corridor.“This is my apartment.” She says pointing the first door on the right. “If I’m not in the bar, you can find me or a note saying where I went here.” She identifies the doors on the left as the storeroom for the bar and the stairs to the basement. “There’s a washer and a couple dryers in the basement. I’ll have to clean out one of the storage. Your Harpy flew in and raised enough hell that we hitched our Bovine to the wagon and came after you. Let's see that was about 5 hours ago.”“ What's the matter with me.?”“Other than two arrows in the shoulder and another in the thigh … oh and loss of blood … I guess not much. We have about another hour before we get to the village. The Chief Med Mage has been sent for and she will surely fix you up. I think your friends are wanting to see you,”Princess Aden led the charge to hug and kiss.