It ain't 'appening. It needs burning down."Adam sighed and got up. "I gotta go and pack last few bits." Carl downed the last of this drink and stretch...ed his legs."Last night," he teased. "Before you move in. I betya they ain't gonna have beer in the fridge." Yeah, and they ain't got Cable or Sky; I checked with the landlord. So no sports." Well it's birds ain't it. It'll be Jane Austen dramas and cookery shit," Carl muttered in response. "They'll be on your case all fuckin' day." Ahh well, I'll. This is morefor you Tiffany than Brenda, but Brenda you be careful too. Melissa is acold hearted bitch and she will do anything to be the most popular girlin this agency. She still looks good but no-one wants a woman forty yearsold to model their clothes, they want someone like Tiffany, so, and I'mnot even sure about this, but I think Melissa starts the girls on drugsjust to screw them up and prove that she should be the one modelingbecause she can be counted on to perform if asked. Once she. "You're like, completely incorruptable. Like the FBI or Batman."Thule laughed, "And you think you know my nature." Well," admitted Dawn, "maybe not completely. But, you're an honorable guy. I'm always crushing on honorable guys and straight girls. It's probably avoidance syndrome or something."Thule gazed out of the windshield, focusing on his driving. He didn't answer. Dawn watched him, the smile softening on her face."Hey," said Dawn, her voice comforting. "It's okay. I crush on lots of. “Oh- she is out with the work gals tonight,” I responded. “So it looks like it will be TV dinners for each of us tonight,” Betty remarked. “Yeah, and I hate it,” I responded. “What wine goes well with a TV dinner?” Betty chuckled at my question. “Wine sounds so good,” Betty replied, “But you shouldn’t tempt me with wine. Wine is my weakness.” “Thigh-high dresses, and stilettos are my down-fall,” I responded back jokingly, before adding as an afterthought, “ but I won’t hold that against you.”.