The woman whom had irritated Jennifer was a bird like woman with a neat black cap of hair cut so short she almost looked like a boy. Jennifer had the distinct impression she had met this woman before and a great sense of anxiety rested over her when the woman talked. She had huge black eyes set in an alabaster face and hands that seemed to flutter over her tidy cashmere sweater.<br/><br/>"I want Max," Jennifer began. She was extremely annoyed at this yet another separation tactic.<br/><br/>"You will follow me to the showers and then you will change clothes," the woman informed her in a melodious voice, firm and in charge.<br/><br/>"Fuck you and the horse you rode in on." Jennifer shouted, flinging herself at the door where Max had disappeared.<br/><br/>Sullenly, Jennifer followed the woman to the shower, glad to have an excuse to be alone for a while.