?She takes my hand and just pulls me along.?Isn?t Serge just wonderful with all the things he can do with hair?I?m so lucky I found him. He?s got jus...t the right color for you. Youlook so natural. And Danny, I just love what he can do with cosmetics.Like that scene in the Emerald City where all those people sing aboutall the different ways they can make someone look. I don?t know whatI?d do without them. And I just know you?ll see as time goes by, allthe looks they can give you. Don?t you. "He didn't even glimpse the black rope whose stretched length brought him down. All he knew was that he was suddenly sprawling awkwardly across the yielding turf. He was struggling to his feet, dragging his sword from its scabbard to slash at the hooded blackclad figures who closed in on him, when the fight came to an abrupt end. Something hard and heavy took him behind the ear. He fell through an endless shaft of blackness, sprinkled with streaks and flashes of multicolored light.Eons later,. Moments after they had left her phone rang. Only a few people had her new number and she couldn’t imagine who would be calling her this early on a Saturday. She walked into the kitchen and grabbed the cordless phone. Her mother was on the other end of the line and seemed to be in a great mood. ‘Hello dear,’ her mother spoke. ‘Hi mom,’ April answered, yawning a little. ‘What are you doing this evening?’ her mother asked. ‘I don’t know yet,’ she paused. April knew her mom was up to something and. ” The metallic rattle of the raising portcullis drowned out our conversation. Riding in on his white stallion, Lancelot made his first appearance of the day. He jumped off his horse with fine athleticism. “Morning folks” I shielded my eyes as the sun reflected off his highly polished armour. “Morning Lance. Great night last night, wasn’t it?” “Fantastic, I just got back actually. Felt randy as hell after dropping you back. So hit the town for last orders, in the hope of catching some easy.