’ Elizabeth was watering Bob’s plants. They joked that he was trying to build a hedgerow between his office and the outside world, although it was...n’t really that bad. Bob was proud of his plants and Elizabeth liked them and enjoyed looking after them. ‘I wish I could grow stuff,’ Stan grumbled. ‘I must have been born with brown fingers.’ ‘You just don’t care enough about it,’ Elizabeth returned, with a grin. ‘If you cared about plants as much as you cared about music, you could grow things. But. "Jasper shrugged and said, "I don't know all the details, but it's a long story. I think about the time PJ was two, Mom and Dad advertised the position and Elmer answered the ad. Believe it or not, before then, he was a monk in a Trappist monastery in Colorado. Seems weird that he's got a doctorate in microbiology, doesn't it?"Anna Belle's eyes popped open. "That's who you asked Ms. Sellers about? Oh my god, how interesting! Why did he leave the monastery? And why on Earth isn't he teaching at. The voice on the phone is asking if I'm still there and I stammer that there's something wrong and I need to call back. You manage to finish gathering the spilled minutia of our working days, and stand up slowly. Are you pushing your chest out a bit? I bet you are, you tease. You know exactly where my gaze is, until you turn to face me. Oh hi, you say, pretending to just realize whose office you were putting on your little show for. I was told you have the key to the supply room. Why yes I. This only got worse when Sara joined the hug.Fiona finally composed herself enough to suggest they all go and find somewhere to get a coffee, she wanted to explain the camp and the Warehouse before they arrived as well as catch up on the missing years.Back at the Warehouse, Jane and Claire welcomed Gail and her father, Dave, when they arrived. Dave had spent a lot of his working life in the Parks and Recreation departments for local government and like nothing more than exploring open spaces..