" Kara knew that Leia would not be at the table when she returned. Nevertheless, she feigned surprise and said to Cliff, "My friend still hasn't retur...ned. Would it be okay if I join you and your friends?" "Oh yeah. They'll be glad to have you sit with us." Cliff's enthusiasm picked up. "Sure. Get your purse; I'll take your drink." Kara grabbed her purse and followed Cliff to the nearby table. It too was a high-top on the edge of the dance floor. Cliff pulled out a stool and helped Kara up. He. Everyone stopped and looked at the one armed giant as he climbed down from his wagon. ‘Pancho Gomez! Te quiero a ti!’ The Federales both stepped back as he turned toward them. ‘Why haven’t you arrested him?’ ‘He did not do anything Senor.’ ‘He kidnapped her.’ ‘Si, but he did not kill her. She killed herself.’ His rage was growing and the two local officials were clearly aware of it. After a short rapid conversation, one of the officers rapidly walked across the dusty street to the cantina.. " Ah-ha!" Phoebe said, raising her palm. "Your story. This is why you're here." Because of my story?" I asked, incredulously."Yes." Paige continued where her sister left off. "Your latest story about — well, about us — it's... well, first of all, it's very good. We liked it." One of us thought it was perverted and disgusting," Piper exclaimed."Okay, okay. Well, two of us liked it," Paige said, earning a dirty look from Piper. "What? Phoebe and I thought it was effing HOTTTT," she said, and I. Not every day but more often. It started to get to be several days a week but there was no exact pattern. It wasn’t like every Monday, Wednesday, Friday. It was just random. Still, I let it go.The next change that occurred was with her fingernails. Lisa loves a mani-pedi. It is her escape for a few hours where she is pampered and comes back relaxed and feeling pretty. I can’t remember the last time she polished or filed or trimmed her own nails. Every other week or on-demand if we have a social.