The table was by a small windowthat looked out onto the street which was open wide to let in the latespring air.He hesitated. "Um, I'm not sure that's...a good idea, someone may be ableto see me." Oh, don't worry," she giggled, "we're on the third floor. As long as youdon't lean out of the window no one in the street can see you." What about across the street?" That's the old couple. They'd be lucky to see each other, let alone us;and even if they did, they'd only be able to make out a couple of. "Any idea what it might be?" queried Bev, the H.R. manager's secretary, just a couple of years out of high school.Lea looked thoughtful for a moment."I don't know. Maybe some jewelry. I guess Hank could have arranged a weekend for us somewhere. I wonder if he might be planning on taking me to that chic new French restaurant, Maison Canard?" Lea speculated."Whatever it is, I'm sure that I'll love it. Hank is so thoughtful and good to me," she concluded.Alice asked Lea a second question,"And what. .”“Good to know. I’m just looking over it right now...”“Yeah, okay ... Says he worked for the company Dan used to work for. Doesn’t say that he was fired, does it?”“No. Says ‘left for more amenable work environment’. Next employer ... Oh, yeah, they’re amenable to hiring anything with a pulse and a claim to knowledge of Ohm’s Law. And he didn’t stay there too long...”“Okay. I see that...”“Yeah,” Jason said. “3Sigma‘s a new name in the game down there. He figured he could fake his way in...”“So. But look anyway. -- nvm, OK?Remember when you said things about what I said when I was real little? Ithink Ann and Becky might think that too. You know, I knew I was a sissyand all -- I mean, enough people told me, huh? -- But I forgot I'd saidthat. Did I say it to our mother too? They said that their aunt works with people that want to be a differentgender too, and they even know someone that is. And it's all fine withthem either way, and that was Saturday. But they were at Chez Amy's onSunday.