Rock groups played on the outside deck where the younger crowd congregated on the weekends. The upper level served a more elaborate menu and attracted... a wealthier clientele. Then there was the main floor with live Jazz and private booths. This is where Kyle told the host to bring Paige when she arrived. He had no doubts she would show up.Kyle looked up a couple of minutes before seven and felt his heart miss a beat. Paige strode confidently behind the host towards their booth. She wore a short. But it was FUN real FUN! The players were naughty flirting unashamedlywith us cheerleaders - no hanky-panky was allowed (or don't get caughtdoing it or tell any tales)After the first match we arrived back at the hotel in the early hours ofthe next day and slept until noon. A knock at the door woke us and avoice shouted through the door in Hindi.Shoni rocketed out of bed squeaking, "It's my surprise for you guys!"When she opened the door it was the dressmaker with a load of clothing. Her and. ‘Here,’ Quinton smiled as he held something out to her, ‘have a piece of chewing gum. It’ll help your ears, if that look on your face is what I think it is.’ She reached and took the pack from him, working to get a piece unwrapped and into her mouth, ‘Woo bewieve vat fing?’ Quinton nodded, ‘Just watch me.’ He pointed, ‘See there? That line?’ Emmy stared, realizing that she just didn’t really know what to look for, so she stared harder, wishing to make whatever it was appear. She started as she. But what does that have to do with this." This is just a guess, and you could call it one of my childish X-files ideas; but what if while on one or more of your missions, you were exposed to something. A something that someone was trying to develop, to enhance the areas of the brain that might contain or control those kinds of gifts. You said that your other teammate is even now being held and is being tested. Or as I remember you saying when you called Jason that your friend was a lab rat.".