" OK, well let's just say that rumors do say that a certain girl has gotten her claws into West-Central's most eligible perpetual bachelor, a certain ...ute little red-headed girl perhaps."Tony started to laugh almost uncontrollably. The images the statement put in his head were absurd. "OK," he said when he could control his mirth, "I think that is essentially correct. But the image of Rebecca having actual claws like some of those wildcats at school is just too much." Well you better watch her.. I switched back to her, only to be pulled back away moments later. This went on for a bit before I felt like I was literally being pulled apart. What would you way if we moved on to something where you can both join in at the same time? I asked. Their expression suddenly changed and I realized my question must have sounded like I was proposing they kiss each other. Fortunately for them, I soon reassured them I had nothing incestuous in mind (at least not yet). They sighed in relief when I. Rachel was talking as I got to the door."Yes ... Yes ... Of course ... Yes. Saturday. 19 Queen Street. It says 'Hollister – Eyre.' No. I'm serious. My fiance's father is Gordy Hollister ... Calm down ... Okay. Do you know where Green Gourmet is? On King? Okay. 15 minutes." She looked at me. "Get re-dressed, we're meeting Gordy. He's quite excited." I'll bet."Gordy was already waiting. A year younger that I was; about the same height. "You must be Patrick, I know that's Rachel." Too right,. ”“What was unexpected?” Sophia asked softly.“That whole thing,” Calix explained. “Tamara. I didn’t think she liked me at all – I thought she was mad I didn’t bring ‘Roh-bair’ along.”Sophia just shook her head and laughed.“Guys are so clueless,” she crowed. “You miss the most obvious things. I told you. Octavia. Tamara. Even Julia. It was actually fun watching you wander around those three, clueless, as they worked to bait their traps. Octavia was so blatant about it, I figured you had to know.