"I mean acting. I took classes at University and I think I did well. And I rather enjoyed delving into the text and finding my character." Why haven't...you then?" asked Melissa."Too busy. Crap scripts." You have power in your name, Miss Victoria Cole," Nils pointed out. "Perhaps you may tell the good producers and directors of your interest." You could offer your services to Scorsese and film in New York!" Melissa enthused adorably.Vic chuckled. "Services, hunh? You know the history of pretty. I have ID that gets me into bars and the wine store. I like the wine store best.The people I hang around with are not scared of getting pregnant, they aren’t scared of anything, they have been blessed to live this long, why be scared?And I don’t have acne.Life is Good! Also, you will feel much more intelligent after reading this, if you are a Seenager.Brains of older people are slow because they know so much.People do not decline mentally with age, it just takes them longer to recall facts. .. no." Then I might as well do something worthwhile, until you get hard again," she said.She jumped up and ran out of the room, apparently thinking I would try to catch her, or stop her or whatever. I got up and casually walked, naked, to the kitchen. On the way I passed her parents' bedroom, and another quick fantasy popped into my head, which involved Hannah saying goodbye to me like her daughter just had. I felt a twinge of shame at how completely amoral I seemed to have become. At the same. ”“Or back into Grace?” Lars said, amused at his own play on words.Mac laughed, “Indeed!”“Well, from what I’ve seen, she seems to have genuine affection for you. And she certainly seems good for you,” Lars noted. “I’m sure you’ll find a way back into her bed.”“Thanks for the vote of confidence.”Later, when it was time to convene in the lounge, he looked for her, but she didn’t seem to be anywhere. Being the wide-open space that it was, it would have been hard to miss her. He shot her a quick.