"Mom... people have been bugging her all week with that stuff sinceshe's new around her." My sister said as she nudged my mom towards thekitchen."Oh I... guess your right. I'm sorry Leah, well its nice to meet you." Mymother said.She picked up her bags and proceeded to go about with her businesselsewhere in the house. My sister just stayed and looked at me. I wasstill in shock. My sister sat down next to me on the couch. I didn'teven bother to look at her. I was pretty much in deep thought."Snap. "Camille smiled, in spite of herself and the circumstances of their meeting. "Don't worry about it." Don't be too hard on him, Camille. Niko's an idiot sometimes, but he really does love you."She snorted in response, packing away the unused supplies, looking everywhere but at her husband's friend. "If he loves me so much, why did he take so long to let me know that he was alive?" It was too dangerous," he groaned on a sputtering cough. "He was trying to protect you." Oh, yeah. You guys always. "None, So it's going to be all business?" he asked."I expect it to be all business until you finish what you planned to do to the painting yes. After that who knows," I said.No matter what they tell you modeling is boring work. I sat in that stupid metal chair again. I tried to stay still and keep the same expression for an hour then I just had enough. "How about a break?" I asked."Of course, I'm sorry I should have thought of that earlier." he admitted. "Would you like a drink?" Do you have. Forlornly, she thought, that's all dead now.A wild peal of laughter came from the kitchen. "Are you ever square. I mean money, loot, folding bills." Money? Yes, I have some. Why?" Good," he called back above ice rattling. "Then you pay. The movies will be my treat for being such a nice guy."They drove to the movie in silence, Gail driving with extra caution after having had two drinks and smoked more of Lee's marijuana. Again, her mind was befuddled and, instead of thinking clearly, instead of.