"Hey, ask Martha what her surname is," says Jo, suddenly."Jo, don't!" pleads Martha, looking very embarrassed.Mark picks up on Martha's discomfort and...he raises an eyebrow at Jo."Go on Mark, ask her" says Jo, smirking."So ... what is it?" he asks Martha."Fitbody" she blurts, willing him not to find it funny.Mark almost falls off his chair laughing."That's hilarious," he says, grinning back at Jo, "and what's your name, gorgeous? ... Crapbody?"Martha, clearly hurt, looks down at the table but Jo. She appeared a few minutes later smoothing her skirt down as she came into the room. The look on Sanjay’s face told me that he knew that she had been to bed with me. They kissed all the same and exchanged what I considered to be, words of love in their own language.He brought with him some bottles of wine and told me that they were from India. “Excuse my ignorance,” I told him. “I never even knew they made wine there. Thank you very much.”He smiled. “They say that they are like our women, very. They would be my back up, in case I needed some real firepower.For my clothing, I chose to get a few different sets from a company called the Gentleman's Emporium. They had a range of authentic mid-1800's style clothing for those that were into that sort of thing; which I apparently was, come to think of it. They were able to dress me from the skin out. As for boots? I found another store that specialized in those as well. I had two sets of boots. I got plenty of socks and also a pocket watch. Tom was glad that Tonk had finished the last enrapture stone, it had taken weeks for all the magical beings to finish resurrecting them. Tom had heard a child's song about them and had started asking about them. The Centaurs were the last of all of them that were finishing them.What was that rhyme he'd heard? hmmm ah!The mage won't see the enrapturestones that with, he's capturedtry and fight, try for flighthis bones soon will be fracturedLaughing, Tom thought so simple, but so deadly, these.