John had said some nice things about him.Tim met Clyde, Joe Bob, Walter, PD, Doc, Coon Ass, Burt, Herman and EdNOT A LAST NAME SPOKEN !!All were alike... in some ways, they wore very expensive clothes, every one of them was wearing hand made western boots. Their eyes did not smile when their faces did. Several of them showed signs of having lived a working mans life in the past.One of them had lost some fingers, probably from roping cattle.Someone spoke of P. D. betting forty thousand to draw to a. Today was Wednesday and Jim would be back on Saturday. Hopefully Paul would be at work in the evenings and she would therefore arrange to be out during the daytime when Paul would normally be in the house. There was no time to lose and as soon as she arrived back home she crept upstairs to get changed in order to go out for the rest of the day.As she stepped into her bedroom somebody grabbed her arm and pulled her forward while the door was kicked shut. “Hi Julia” said Paul. “This is Danny. She isn't near the cook that Gel is (no one is) and I guess this is a response to that reality. We go to a modest little place called the Cowboy Cafe. Lena has the trout and I have a patty melt. Both of us have Sprite. We skip dessert and slowly walk back to the apartment. It is cold, but we are dressed warmly.By the time we get to the apartment we are ready for the cozy warmth it offers. We remove the boots, coats, scarves, gloves and hats. Hehehe ... I never owned such things when I was. “Are you coming?” she asked coyly as she glanced at him over her shoulder, pausing in the doorway and arching her back slightly to make her rump look even more enticing.He laughed and strolled up behind her, placing his hands on her hips. “Not quite yet...”She grinned at him and they walked hand-in-hand towards the grav-tubes. “Let’s head over to the Andresil Enkana. It might be wise to address the Matriarchs from familiar Maliri surroundings, to make you seem less of an outsider,” Edraele.