In the room that was reserved for us for coffee and private discussion and - I was willing to bet - was bugged, the State Department guy started again...before I could even refresh my coffee.He was berating me for even being in these negotiations and interfering with his expert opinion.Enough was enough and I instantly had enough. I snapped my fingers to get the attention of my JBG bodyguards. Ziva knew instantly something was going to happen.I grabbed him by the throat and pushed him back and. We both looked great. We came out of it almost unscathed, but for one misstep. I mentioned that I used to work in a rock & roll band. Doris, the wife of the chief of staff, stepped in at this point, and corralled me for the Ladies Auxiliary talent show. There was no escape when Al took my arm and told me with a smile that I should do it. He would help.His help was vital. Elaborate acts, funded with the Doctor's money. Costumes, choreography and all.I thought of that old line from Fame:. ’s mistress, take Emmett in hand, homeschooling him through twelfth grade.Miss Beck had made Emmett and his brother, Emory Jr. wear Lincoln green sailor suits, inspired by the uniforms from ?The Sound of Music? and kept them within the walls of the family estate much of the time. Sometimes Miss Beck was frolicsome and had picnics, like Julie Andrews did, but she also had the whole iron-fist in the velvet glove thing going on as well.Emmett recalled once that Miss Beck had caught him jerking off. ‘How long have you been dating?’ Lily asked innocently. ‘Don’t start Lil,’ Eli warned. ‘You’re seventeen Eli, I’ll start if I want,’ Lily said. ‘Is your niece okay?’ Emma asked. ‘She’s doing better, thank God,’ Eli told Emma. Grace ruffled Eli’s hair. ‘Aww, Lil, look at little Eli, he’s growing up soo fast,’ Grace squealed. Lily and Ty burst out laughing and Eli scowled. ‘Oh knock it off,’ Eli grumbled, leading Emma to the far side of the waiting room. Grace looked at Lily, her eyes full of.