"Peter and his mother talked for a few minutes and then he and Louise walked back to the house. Sharon met them at the French windows."There you are,"... she said. "We've been invited to stay for supper. Is that all right with you two?" Fine, Mum," answered Louise. She glanced at Peter who gave her an almost imperceptible nod. "Could you go and find Neil?"Sharon looked questioningly at her, nodded and then bellowed over her shoulder, "Neil, I want you." Mum!" sputtered Louise. "Not in. “What’s the primary goal of our Gibraltar Soup campaign?”“Sell more soup!” Easy one.Ms. Sloane seemed to sigh and settle down inside herself. If you know what I mean.“Birdie.”“Yes ma’am.”“You do know that soup represents less than five percent of Gibraltar’s net revenue.”“Huh?”Why call it Gibraltar Soup?“I’m sure you realize that once they bought a fleet of delivery trucks in 1996, they created a transportation arm that grew to almost 68 percent of their business.”I felt dizzy. “Oh sure.. When Gerry appeared she could not bring herself to face him."Oy!" he said. "Don't I get a welcome kiss on a freshly shaved face?"She turned to him reluctantly. "I'm sorry, Gerry," she whispered. "I was selfish. I should never have excited you like that."Gerry went to her and pulled her into his arms."Rubbish," he said softly. "That was a wonderful way to be woken and, as for exciting me, you do that every time you sit on my knee or come into my arms." Really?" Really." He eased his hips. The relationships were the sort that co-workers had, the sort that would end the moment someone in the group moved on with his or her life.Still, Mike was much luckier than Ruthie. He did not have to face the humiliation of eating by himself in the cafeteria or sitting alone in class. He did have some activities in which he could participate and a group to which he could claim membership. If he wanted to see a movie or get some pizza for example, chances were that he could get someone to go.