She did smile though: a rictus grin calcified from years of experience in extracting tips.Owen was here. Yeah, that green haired slut was sitting acro...s from him. Goddammit! Darlene! Janice is his cousin. Worry about the other slut! She convinced herself for a moment. The other girl. Tamara, a little bit older than Janice, a little more worn out? Probably not. Still hot though, just not too fucking pretty like the hippy--“Order’s up. Table four.” Carlos snapped Darlene out of her murder. ’ ‘Oh man that just sucks, did you ever learn who was your secret admirer.’ ‘No, but I think it was my former best friend, and I don’t have any proof saying that she did it.’ ‘What makes you think it was your best friend?’ ‘We both were up for this partner position in the firm but I got it and she stopped talking to me after that. ‘Well there is something good that came that whole mess.’ ‘Oh! And what is that again?’ ‘Well, think about if you had not gone through all of that, you would not have. “Jeeves? Changed jobs to become a joiner’s assistant, have we?”“No, Miss Catherine. We are merely expediting the removal of scrap wood by transferring it to the coal cellar, to be utilised as future supplies for the wood-burning stove.”“Ah, a recycling exercise?”“Indeed so, Miss. It also saves the cost of its removal by Mr. Young at the end of the job.”“Two at one blow: I like it, Jeeves.”I reciprocated, “Thank you, Miss. Was there anything else I can do for you?”“You can show me what you have. “I don’t think we’ll be leaving for Las Cruces this morning my love. I’m sorry, but if this headache didn’t kill me the ride would.”Anna gave a small giggle. “That’s okay Pablo. From what I saw of George and the others last night, I don’t think any of you will be able to make the ride, today.”Anna was right. All the men in the Hacienda were too hung over to do much of anything. Aspirin and copious amounts of liquid to rehydrate were great at helping us recover from hangovers, but they’re not an.