She hadn't openly answered all of Angie's questions but then they finally got tired and decided to go to bed.Liz had been lying there in her bed next ...o the other one where Angie was supposedly sleeping, thinking about their girl/girl talk and the things they talked about. Liz suddenly didn't feel too sleepy at all and then she saw the bedroom door quietly open and a tall figure walked into the room and shut it back. Liz tried to act like she was sleeping and she silently turned her head,. .." Yeah, that's what I thought. Sounds pretty boring. Listen, Princess,it's time you went to the ball. Meaning out. On a date. Dressed as agirl. You two need to get out of that apartment and do something as acouple." Jesus, Steven, I can't go out in public. I can't pass as a girl!" Honey, have you looked at yourself in the mirror? I have customers yourage that would sell their souls to look as pretty as you. If you'd onlylet me style your hair into something really feminine instead of. Just colleagues, I had to remind myself. We're researchers doing a study, adapting to the local customs of the natives. That's all. I took her hands, resting them on her knees, and focused on her bright blue eyes. What I saw there was nervousness and uncertainty. I could certainly relate to that. Just what had we gotten ourselves into here? How would it be at work after this? What did she think of me? There were so many questions reflected in her eyes.After a minute of staring, they seemed to. The afternoon was a repeat of the morning. They had all but one class together. Even when Marigold asked a question in AP programming that she knew he knew the answer to, Thule didn't speak up. That evening, Marigold did her homework in the newspaper office, which she sometimes found more peaceful than home. No one came in and she ended up taking a cab home.Tuesday morning was more of the same. Marigold started to feel like she was waiting for the other shoe to drop. She wracked her brain for.