"Ordinarily, I'd be inclined to say 'hell no', but your grades on your Navigation you've turned into Lieutenant Wheeler are excellent. Looking at you,...I am convinced all your other grades are up to speed. Candidate, let me tell you, you're going to be too good to lose. Balanced against that is the fact that we are in the business of actually executing a mission for the nation that pays us, and the fact that you're in a position to do something more direct as well as graduate from here. So,. After a while, Gwen went to fetch Jason. "So you think they might be potential statistics?" Jason asked."I need to talk to each of them to find out," Curt answered."Do you think we could have professionals screen them?" Jason asked."Well, the reason they replied now is my personal credibility," Curt said. "I could try to hand them off, but I would hate to lose any of them." Any idea how many are critical?" Jason asked."I've only chatted with seven, but I would say three of them are deadly. I sipped my neat scotch nervously and finished it within five minutes.I ordered another one and as the bartender passed it to me, Claire tapped my leg nervously."There he is honey!" she whispered excitedly.I turned my head and we saw each other at the same time. We each gave a knowing kind of half smile and he walked towards us. When he arrived he gave me a firm handshake as we exchanged hellos before turning his attention to Claire."You look absolutely beautiful, Claire" he said as he kissed. ”“I…” I answered, “I was hoping to find you here and was just waiting… I called the police… did they save you?”She slapped me again. “How could you leave me there all alone?”“I was scared, but I didn’t mean to leave you,” I said, “I assumed that you were running right behind me.” I began to cry, partially in shame and partially because her words hurt me. “GET OUT, PUSSY!!!” she yelled, “GET OUT OF MY LIFE!” I quickly gathered my belongings and was about to leave then turned to ask, “what.