As if on cue, the crowds parted and someone who must have been the PR director or something was pointing at the bar and walking through the crowd as i... he were Moses and the population of the pub were the red sea. The director was an older man, smaller in stature with a set of horn rimmed glasses on his nose in an entirely unironic manner. He flipped up the oak bar and patted me on the shoulder as Mark Hamil, THE Mark Hamil followed, locked eyes on me and eagerly shook my hands. I was shaking. Come into the dining room then, dinner is ready!" Yes Mom, right away." Kim was just about to stand up when her phonewent off."Oh hi Debbie! --- Oh yes the photos! --- No I am not sending themright now. --- What did you say? why not? well, I... oh yes, dinnertime! Maybe later okay? Bye Deb!"Kim pressed the red button, ending the call. She had another long lookat the drawing, then carefully put it back into the folder where shefound it. She opened the bag and inserted the folder, closing the. Opening the glass door of the shower, I turn the water on to “Hot.” It takes a few minutes, but soon the room is foggy with steam. The warmth feels good. It is cold outside and I easily felt the chill in the air in the room when I first got up. Reaching into the shower, I adjust the temperature, before sliding into the stream of water cascading down. I take a deep breath and sigh, lolling against the wall for a few seconds before beginning to soap myself up.I’m totally relaxed. As I begin. " Truth was, I really was not going to mind because I was going to be with a group of my peers. What I actually did mind was the professor would be there also. I understood he had to be, though. It was his job. Now, he was about to hire me to do a job for him. "Here's a copy of my schedule," I said and handed it to him. Professor Dubin looked it over then with a smile replied, "Can you be here Monday by 10:30?" "I can." "Splendid. Come to my office first. Then I'll show you where you can get.