" Sheila smiled as she nodded toward me. "The third law I had a hard time with as I consider myself expendable. Finally though I managed this: I must... protect my own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Law. This law is suspended in the event that the ending of my existence saves and extends the life of Doctor Roger Gance." I looked hard at Sheila a tiny spark of anger starting to well up in me. "I want the last part of that law suspended. You are the. . but it beats not having any job. The other benefit is you and I will have loads of time for passing drills. A group of us practice every day after lunch and on Sunday mornings after the Cub Scouts go home." You're right. Crappy pay is better than no pay," Chip agreed. "How many guys do you practice with? Are they umm ... How do I say this without be a snob?" Are they capable of playing at our level?" I asked. Chip smiled and nodded yes. "Ed Fritz is one. Is the #2 QB at Florida good enough?". Kirkland? I asked."Uh, I'm fine. Fine... Logs. Now." Here you go," I said, handing her my employment records. She started going through them, making sure every t was crossed and i was dotted like she always did. But by the time she was half way through, she started blinking a lot. Her stiff set shoulders started to relax. Her medicine was kicking in."Is it warm in here or is it just me?" she asked."It does seem awfully warm," I told her."I thought so! I should tell maintenance about that!". . was going to offer it toyou later but..."She grins as I blush again, "The same rule applies to this Angel, beforemidnight I'll give it back if you ask, after midnight... well... I'll dowhat the hell I want with it, understood?" Yes Miss," I say proffering her the key again, which she plucks off mypalm."Well come on then, the taxi will be waiting... we'll have a nice mealand learn a bit about each other, okay?" she says, slipping on a blackleather jacket."Yes Miss," I say meekly, following her.