Eliza eyes were locked on his as he spoke, when he said they would be leaving, she was startled, he wanted them to go somewhere together. She guessed getting him off this house boat would perk him up and maybe perhaps soften him a little. She cursed herself when he asked for her name,<i> rookie mistake Eliza, </i>no story trusts you if you don't open up.<br/><br/>She knew just who could get her into the stadium easily, fucking Charlie, but she refused to give that low life arsehole anything over her, so she would find another way in, and she knew just the man to call to make it happen.<br/><br/>CenturyLink Field, she thought to herself, only the Seattle stadium, of course he would want to get in there, maybe now was a good time to admit something lame from her past, but then she had a thought and a smile spread across her face, "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4dff">Well Mr BigShot Quarterback, my name is Eliza, Eliza Spring. I'm the senior features reporter of the Seattle Times, and yes, I have a chance at an amazing promotion, I've never written a sports article and my managing editor wants this piece before he announces the new post"</span>, she took a breath,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4dff">"my end game is to get that story...your story"</span>, she looked around at the house boat,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4dff">"you know my father loved watching you, and I don't think THIS"</span>, she gestured to the boat,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4dff">"is where you should have ended up, let me help you",</span>she paused.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4dff">"I have to make a couple of calls if WE are leaving"</span>, she winked and walked back out onto the deck taking the trash bags and binning them. She took her mobile phone out, three rings later, "Ms Eliza Spring, that was quick", he chuckled,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4dff">"Oh you really gave me a whale of an article this time Don, I need your help, to get the story, our ex quarterback wants us to visit the Centurylink Field...like NOW"</span>, she finished, and finally took a breath, a long one, and then another.<br/><br/>"CenturyLink Field", Don chuckled again, "You pissed him off didn't you?", he asked her, Eliza grunted under her breath and Don chuckled again, "Be there in 1 hour, I have some calls to make to get you in....", he paused, "And Eliza, if you don't get this guys story now, you will be facing consequences", he hung up. Don knew the main sponsors of the stadium, after agreeing for his son to escort the guys daughter to prom in the fall, and giving up his box at the ballet for a month, and offering a full page advert for two issues, he had the entrance that Eliza needed, he sent a text to inform her.<br/><br/>Eliza smiled when she received the text, she had pulled the car as close to the house boat as she could, realising that Mark could not really walk as well as he would make her believe. She walked onto the deck,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4dff">"If we drive over now, we will be admitted entrance for the rest of the day and into the evening, so whatever you have planned should be achievable, do you need to bring anything?"</span>, she asked him.