Sylvie knew that the next step for Tim Cassidy would be the White House. A little chill went up and down her spine as she thought of it, and once more...she congratulated herself on having stuck out those dark days before Tim had been elected. Those days, when she had been so prey to self doubts that she had succumbed to the unwanted advances of her husband's younger brothers.She tried to shake off the dreadful memory of what she had gone through back at the Grandville family meeting place. After. " I said to Ginny. "Hey Constantine!" I yelled into the room."Yes Dave?" He replied."Can you consume alcohol?" Well certainly Dave, although as a fuel it is terribly inefficient. Still, in pinch I could process it." Ginny heard his answer through the phone and broke into laughter immediately. "No, program! I mean can you drink intoxicating beverages? Look in my mind if you need a reference!" Of course I can Dave. And don't worry, I have sufficient control of my metabolic processes to avoid the. " I... no, I'm saying no such thing." Hermione's smile faded. "He-she...Emma's a _thing_, a potion freak, neither boy or girl."Emma rose from the bench she was sitting on. Her hands curled intofists. "That's the second time you've called me a potion freak,Hermione. Say it again, and I'll black them beady eyes of yours." Don't do it, Emma." Stephan stepped in front of her. "You'll get in alot of trouble, and it'll just give her more lies to tell about you."He turned to face the other. "Oh, yes, Miss H, thanks..." smiled Aideen."Well, it's my house and I'm not getting dressed." Heather smiled. "I'm quite comfortable as I am." Are you telling me I have to take my clothes off?" scoffed Aideen."No, Dear. I'm not telling you any such thing. I just asked if it would it make you more comfortable if we were both dressed the same. I didn't offer to dress, nor did I tell you to take your clothes off. Do as you wish. I don't feel like wearing clothes today, so I'm not going to.".