"Within the bounds of the budget, of course."Angela purses her lips in annoyance. "I'm sure the Department will get very good value from this programm...e Dean."To herself she says, "I wonder how the little bitch is getting on?"A NEW APPROACH TO DATA COLLECTIONJenny is sitting at her laptop in her room at Inward Bound. She's just had a shower; she's wearing the towelling robe from the bathroom. She's finishing off some of her notes on the behaviour and responses of two of the trainees who have. I let my hand stay on the desk while she held it firmly. She said that she was cornered because of her situation. She told me that Nikhil would drink everyday and come home and crash into the bed. Because hers was an arranged marriage she couldn�t leave him and go to her fathers place. I told her that we need to discuss about Nikhil a little more and took her appointment in the evening (Luckily it was a Friday) So at the appointed time i.e. At 7.00 pm I was waiting for her at the designated. 'Same again?' both girls nodded.I trotted to the toilet before going to the bar, but when I emerged both girls were stood at the doorway to the bathrooms wearing their coats and giggling. I realised then that i'd never seen them this friendly at work. They were stood close together, holding each other close in that way girls tend to when they're drunk. 'What's up?' I enquired'We were wondering...' Alana said 'If you wanted to go back to my house' Megan giggled 'shush... sorry, someones drunk'. He wore a red tie and pocket square to add a little colour to his outfit. He was ready, nervous, but ready.He went down to the bar, where she said she would meet him. He was early, but that was okay, he ordered himself a whisky, an 18 year old Talisker with a glass of water on the side. After five minutes of awkwardly glancing around the room, he glimpsed a woman out the corner of his eye. She looked phenomenal, a skin tight beige dress, he thought she must have been an angel. Her dark her.