She sent me a picture from outside his theater but said they didn't allow any photos inside.After nine-thirty, I called Jacqui to cheer myself up. God... I missed her! If she'd still been here, we'd be staying at each other's house the whole time Michelle was gone. She was still loving her job and thought they were going to give her a good raise shortly. She told me she was dating the guy she'd been out with last time I talked to her. I wanted to ask her if it was serious but figured that was up. I felt certain that if the General suspected for a moment that I was spying for the Patriot forces, he would cut my throat in an instant and there would be no worry about time travel ever again on my part.“Quite a cold evening outside and I heard it was a lot colder up in New York with ice floating down the Hudson to flow out to the Atlantic making navigation hazardous for one and all.”I knew I had to respond and I hoped he would not be suspicious of my latter day New York accent because it did. It would be highly inappropriate to take part in, that kind of behaviour before handing it off to someone else," she teases, turning back towards the bathroom."Are you teasing me, Miss Greene?" sitting up further I smile again as she freezes in the doorway of the bathroom, one foot on the cool black tiled floor and the other still on the carpet of the bedroom. I stand silently as I watch her shoulders rise slightly as she breathes in deeply. "Because if you were teasing me I would just have to. His arrogance was the final straw and her anger snapped inside her. He obviously expected her to just meekly take his hand and walk out without resistance, was so confident that she would just do as he instructed; that when she stuck them behind her back and glared at him, it was as though she had just slapped him, his reaction was so obvious.“I will not,” she spat out. “I have been thinking about all that has happened and I have made a decision of my own.”“Oh?” his eyes narrowed dangerously.