She calmed a bit, then added, "Oh, I think I know what you meant. You think that I have to answer to him. You think that he will punish me for failing...to punish you. You don't know anything! I'll show you!" Pet stomped across the room and picked up her phone. She jabbed at the keypad, then switched it to speakerphone. Two rings later, Mouse answered it. "Hi, Pet," he said jovially. "How are you this beautiful afternoon?" "Stuff it, Mouse," she said stiffly. "My house. Now. Clock’s ticking!" She. " Will you be staying for dinner, Mister Cooper?"I hoped he'd say no but really wanted him to say yes."I'd love to, Wilfred. Thank you."I was nearly an hour late for dinner. I was late for everything, butthis time it wasn't deliberate. I could not pick the right dress! Iwanted something to show off my beauty but not something that said I wasshowing off my beauty. Finally, mother came in while I was holding up ared bandage dress."Do you need some help, dear?" she asked."No, mother!" I. You should use those rooms for conventions or something else where people won't be sleeping in them."'"And just where would you go if we didn't give you a different room?" The man was pissing me off."I'll ask a taxi driver for where a better hotel is and have him take me. If I don't get enough sleep at night, I can't do my job. Now, get me a better room before I tell the team management."The man grumbled, "You baseball players think you should have choice rooms when all of you are nobody's that. I looked up at the four girls awaiting us, Andie and Jamie dressed in their slinkiest and Peyton and Casey having appropriated a dress shirt and a baggy T-shirt of mine, respectively. Technically, each of them was clothed, but it was obvious that their attire was designed more for sexual seduction than coverage. "What? No, no. These are my ... friends." I hesitated before the last word. The term 'harem girls' didn't seem appropriate. "We're just having breakfast. Are you hungry?"Elyse eyes lit.