"Of course not!  I am but a frail blossom of Chinese womanhood, washed ashore in a strange and barbaric land that sees me as the weak and helpless creature I am."   The girl's grin blossomed anew, touched with something darker.  "I shall be utterly helpless before the might of our assembled foes and shall no doubt squeal and shriek like a proper little housewife.  I ought to be providing man-children for some big strapping man instead of wandering about like this."<br/><br/>Plunging ahead of Jenny into the night, grabbing a bottle out of the hand of a passed out customer as she went, the girl weaved uneasily along the street, singing at the top of her lungs...badly.  Had Jenny understood a word of Mandarin, she would have heard the girl's words thusly:<br/><br/><em>"Stone soldiers stand guard over the glass chessboard<br/>Where those who seek her sail silently among them!<br/>Past the see through mountain and beyond<br/>The elephant who would drink the river dry<br/>In an ancient banyan tree<br/>Sleeps the Empress of the Southern Sky..."</em>