"And in other news today, a little girl has been reunited with her mom and dad.  After 2 grueling weeks of being abducted by a local minister, police were able to rescue her and reunite her with her family.  The minister will be charged with kidnapping, abuse, and endangering the life of a minor.  Police are not saying what lead tipped them off except they truly call it a miracle.  And in local politics, the Mayor is calling out today to toughen legislation ..."<br/><br/>Samuel had come out of his room; he watched Lisa make dinner and he was holding a gift in his hand.  It was a wrapped book, an empty journal.  Its empty pages and pretty dull cover indicated what was going on in his heart, namely - emptiness.  However, he had it gift wrapped for Lisa in celebration of a successful session.  Actually, he had six other gifts in his room for Lisa, none of which he had given out of some fears of depression.<br/><br/>Upon hearing the news story of the young lady rescued today, he accidently dropped the gift on the floor, alerting Lisa to his presence.  Normally he would retreat to his room, and stay there until Lisa called.  Normally, he would think about how he wanted to talk more to her, let her in to his inner world, and he even practiced some of the things that he would talk about.<br/><br/>Tonight was about concessions.  Yes, he wished to improve his friendship with her ... but he also need to bargain.  In the revelation back at the station, he had heard he would be back in 2 days.  Frankly, he didn't want to go back there until next year.  Going through a hypnotism session was unpredictable.  For the past 7 sessions, things seemed to have gone okay.  He was definitely afraid, however, of the after-session.  And while Lisa was doing exactly what she had set out to do, he thought the process was going too fast.  He would try to head it off tonight, even if it meant making really small compromises.<br/><br/>Taking the gift, he gently placed it where Lisa normally sat at the dinner table.  His heart was pounding; he then did something he never performed before for Lisa.  He opened up her cabinets, took out the plates, cups, forks, and knives.  He set the table for two; this time, he even used the cigarette lighter he carried around to light a dinner candle; he thought Lisa liked the candle in the past as a form of hypnotism for him.  It never worked though.<br/><br/>"Lisa ... I wanted to let you know ... I mean, I'm sorry.  Here's a gift to, you know ... sorry, you're busy, I'm probably interrupting stuff.  Anyways, I mean ... if you want, I could make dinner tomorrow you know ... I mean ... did I tell you you look really nice ... no no, what I mean to say is ... oh, sorry.  Never mind, I'll just sit over here until you're ready for me."  With that, he sat himself down; it had been two years he had lived in this house, and this was the first time he diverted from his ordinary custom.  "Sorry about today, Lisa."