"Mrs Ashby, in order to assess Emily's suitability, I will need to examine her thoroughly, do you mind?" Miss Ashton asked. Margaret fought for words ...for a few moments, shaking and nodding her head to show she didn't mind. "No, no, of course I don't mind," she finally said, smiling as she thought of the humiliation that it would bring the spoilt child.Miss Ashton looked over at Lady Bennett who smiled her approval and then turned her attention to Emily. "Undress!" Miss Ashton told the child,. “And that, my dear students, concludes today’s fire drill. Please return to your classes. And, um, have a perfectly ordinary day. Thank you.”“But that wasn’t a fire drill,” Donna said quietly to Emily. “Was it? I mean, Principal Jenkins was talking about –”“– something only we’re supposed to know about,” Emily finished. “Jack’s special girls. See?” She smiled happily at Donna. “That’s how you know we’re better than everyone ... only the cheerleaders know, the ones that Jack conditioned, because. "And with all those bikers itching to make an example out of you, you go and let his old girlfriend and two underage daughters move in rent-free?" Chris shook his head as we headed toward the juice bar. "In what way is that not galacticly stupid?" Well, it may not have been too smart," I hemmed a bit."It was stupid," he corrected. "It's like the Great Pyramid of bad ideas." It's not that bad..." Really? How do you know she isn't just setting you up? You screwed up her meal ticket."The same. Steph just shrugged her shoulders, “I don’t care. I’m just here for the ride.” As they walked into the store Steph realized that this particular supply store did more than your normal supplies. She looked around to find chemicals with warning labels clearly seen and most of these chemicals Steph had never heard of before. Hell all the chemicals she saw she has never heard of but nearly all of them had huge warning labels on them. Some of the bottles were in different languages. “Supplies.