Kennedy lost herself for a few moments, then sobered and stopped."Sorry, I get carried away," she apologized to the others."Jesus and Mary, sweet moth...r of God!" Steffie said, shaken. "I've heard the stories ... who hasn't? And you're just ... in waiting?"Kennedy nodded. "A spare bulb, maybe needed, maybe not." Uncle Ferinc prides himself on his ability with a sword," Lauren said. "I've seen him demonstrate. Ferinc has a ways to go, yet."Lauren shook her head, shaking cobwebs away. "I talked to. "Ah, yes, " she mused lovingly, "a Wilkinson and Ridge 'Chastisement'... manufactured by craftsmen in the 1860's and never surpassed..." And, as a matter of interest, what if I accept neither of those options?" I asked dubiously.She turned and headed back towards me. "In that case, Mister Jenkins, " she replied in a calm and considered tone, "I will be forced to forward your file to the Bar Association... you are, I believe, still studying to become a barrister?" Yes, I am, Madam." And you. It could have been days. The passage of time goes unnoticed by you in this place. Nirvana, Eden, Paradise. Nothing describes this for you. It’s a feeling nothing could do justice. Eventually you feel the it is time to return back to land. This time always comes, but it has never felt quite like this. This time it feels different somehow. You can’t place your finger on it. You wonder if it is not just your imagination. Your mind playing tricks on you. You gather up your bathing suit and you. So unless I can believe in a reason, it’ll take some nifty editing to get something out of the scene.’ ‘Do you believe in me?’ Karen looked at me earnestly. ‘Yes.’ I replied, but reddened. ‘But you’re a very good actress. Very convincing.’ ‘Thank you, but that’s not what I meant. This film is my project, something to show I can act as something more than a clever schoolgirl. It was me who wanted you in this film, because…’ She faltered. ‘Well, because you’re kind, honest, and funny. And a.