. What do you want?"on the other side of your bed?"He looked up at me for a few moments before he groggily said "OK. sure."Walking over to the other s...de of his bed, I let the robe fall to the floor, and slipped under his comforter. It was SO warm and cozy underneath. It seemed being closer to Jeff was also making me feel less alone. Putting on the Walkman that I brought with me, I flipped the tape "Side Two - Togetherness" and fell asleep. . That he was waving his arms around and screaming was not encouraging.I got his attention, then asked, "Betting on a street is three consecutive numbers, right? Like 1, 2, 3." Yeah." Do they all pay the same? Does it matter which one the ball lands on?"Looking at me like I was stupid, he answered, "Of course not."#1: I asked him, "What does it pay?"But he'd lost interest in talking to an ignorant non-gambler.#3: #2: I turned to my neighbor on the other side, got her attention, and asked, "A. "Irene shook her head. "Myron always tried to grow up too quickly, I'mafraid, and he grew up angry. But if he takes the potion and changes,it's important that no one knows about it."The Judge nodded. "I dare say that being humiliated would make himeven angrier. I assure you, Madame, no one will find out such a thingfrom me. But if you really want to carry this thing out, we have tohurry over and see Shamus. He's the only one who can prepare thepotion." . Somehow, I’m not sure customer service phone calls would bother him as much as it did me, when I did that job, part-time, many years ago, as a struggling college student.“Back to the jail thing,” he went on, after taking a prolonged, not so subtle stare at a female Chinese teacher’s rear, “yanno, I heard about this rapist in Texas, who was robbing young dudes, then raping them up the ass, and they caught him, sent him to jail for 99 years. They sent him to jail, JAIL. For raping dudes. It.