.. how...”Mike interrupted, “I have to admit a few things to you that embarrass me now, but they were something that I needed to do for my own pea...e of mind. I had you and your parents checked out – investigated, if you will; your roommates too.”Amber just nodded for him to continue.“I know your socio-economic status, but I also know you were raised by parents who are exceptionally honest and trustworthy. Despite their limited wealth, they are generous to a fault, and I know they raised you to. Very good ... all of you.”“Could the Gold Standard Society stay to rehearse for a while?”“YES,” came from all around me.“The rest of you can stay and be an audience, if you would like?”I believe that was already happening.After a ten-minute break, I asked them to settle down.“OK you guys, I am going to pick out songs that you should know by now. Singers, listen carefully to the music being played and the other singers. Somebody, I have no idea who, once said, ‘Acting is not talking, acting is. She struggled to dig it the proverbial six feet deep, but stopped at four. She dragged the body to the grave and put it in by rolling it. She threw up at the touch of the maggots on her hands. She began the much quicker task of covering it. She scratched the man’s name onto the tombstone using the shovel. It wasn’t perfect, but it was sufficient.She wiped her hands the best she could on the grass. They were still filthy, but she could live with just a little dirt and grass stain. She went to. Are you interested?”“Absolutely. Let me get you another drink first. That is Scotch you’re drinking?’“Yes. The only problem is that Scotch only increases my horniness, but what the hell if I am going to open my soul to you, I might as well be both horny and drunk.”I called the waitress over and asked her to bring us two Scotches from my private stock. When the drinks arrived, she took a small sip, and her face broke into a smile. “Ah, a man of taste. If I am not mistaken Macallan single malt.