" Sorry Boss." said Dave who had just stuck his head in the door,however half of the Dave's head was Scarlett's and the other half wasDave's who spoke...with his usual gravely voice.With a sigh J.J. cut off Dave's apologies, "Okay. Okay. Rimmer get outof here and fix Dave, because having the voice of Scarlett Johanssoncome out of your mouth and Dave having half of Scarlett's face is oddlyturning me on and creeping me out at the same time. So get out of hereand tend to Dave."The sexy throaty voice. . He heard his voice answering. Eventually, exactly what she asked and what he replied became confused, meaningless. It became unimportant, impossible to follow anyhow in the hazy sensual fog that seemed to surround him, permeate him. Finally, he heard her say "Open your eyes, carl." It was odd, but somehow he could HEAR the lower case initial letter, turning his name into a diminutive.Reluctantly, he let his eyes flutter open. She was sitting as before, gazing intently into his face from up. “Now there’s an idea!” I declared. “Either that or maybe in little French maid outfits, without panties.”“You got some imagination there, Yankee, and a hell of a fantasy. But that ain’t happen’ here!”“Bummer!” I smirked. “Did you girls have a good weekend?”“Yep, though it was a bit lonely last night because Elyse was out with Warren. But then it was a bit noisy when they came back here!” Stephie giggled. “I just turned up the radio in your room!”I chuckled, “Sounds like a good Valentine’s Day,. Armis’ first reaction was that he was a young, good looking guy. A very good looking guy. Broad shoulders. Blue eyes. Skin-tight hair on the sides, and a longish shock of blonde hair on top. He had a slight scar on his left cheek.Harmony: “Hello, Armis. Thanks for talking to me. You must be busy.”Armis: “Ahh ... Starting with an understatement,” she grinned. “Hello, Mr. Harmony. What can I do for you?”H: “Just Jeff, please. Mr. Harmony was my father ... I attended the Chicago version of your.