Me'well sir, i really dont know what to say, or what you want me to say but your business is very important to me. him-how imporatnt? me-it would be m...y second largest sale of my life. him-so i guess you have a motive to make sure THIS sale goes through now dont you. me-yes sir i do. him-well, you better do a fucking great job than because i have PLENTY of people that would do anything i wanted to get this deal. me-well what is it you want sir? him-i can tell by the way you are dressed that you. "Grace ran back to the pantry to get the toaster as Claire and Tim continued to talk."Look, I'll be out of here this morning, Mr. Clarke. Like I said, I didn't know it was your house. It turns out my parents are on some cruise in the Caribbean, but I'm sure I can get somebody to pull me out of your ditch." Have you looked outside yet?" No," Claire said. Her eyes drifted toward the window. "Shit." That's a bad word," Grace said, returning with the toaster."I'm sorry, Gracie," she said. "How old. She was wearing a Victoria's Secret LOVE PINK hooded sweatsuit with the logo on one breast, the number 86 on the other breast, and the words LOVE PINK across the back of the pants. We sparked up a conversation, during which she received a text from her roommate telling her that she was going to sleep, and to use the key when she returned. We lived in the same complex, so she offered me a ride the rest of the way home. When we got there, I invited her up but to be honest, I wasn't in the mood. On Sundays," she said."Call him at home and get him in here," Brock insisted."Is there something I can help you with, sir?" the young woman asked."I highly doubt it," Brock said. He still had Meredith's laptop under his arm so he plopped it down the counter and opened it. He accessed the Wi-Fi and pointed the browser to the page he'd bookmarked. As the girl looked at it he slapped a copy of the contract for the rental of the room down beside the computer."We were guaranteed that no.