<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/51c9/cfifc9wq9nn40a46g.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Circe</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">● Portal traveler<br/>● Adopted by witches <br/>● sometime nasty nurse<br/>● uncertain witch experimenter<br/>● Cosmo drinker<br/>   <br/> </span></span></div></div></div></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Chloe offers some advice.  (Giggle)—love the whispered this side of the 23rd chromosome thing!<br/><br/>Chloe even attempts to order our advance to the table.  She’d need mucho more experience with grade school lines to get EM (Emmy-Mike, EM for short) in line as she wants.<br/><br/>Things are getting totally out of hand!  EM is babbling.  If one were to listen closely: <em>if any problem pops up, let EM handle it.</em>  There’s only one thing that might pop up and be problematic—I’ve confirmed (and have to believe that Chloe has confirmed) there is no popping-up bulge in EM’s dress, but if there is, EM will handle it.<br/><br/>Fine!  Awkward, but fine!<br/><br/>That’s not the problem!<br/><br/>EM heads to our table, leaving her Cosmo half drunk.  And at the prices for a cocktail here, that cocktail, that is totes out of hand!  Totes!  Major, major problem.<br/><br/>EM is leading the way.  Chloe has her hands on the ‘leader’s’ hips with me taking up the rear.  <br/><br/>So far EM ‘superpowers’ that appear are a sense of sight and direction.  We seem to be heading for the table.  I am carrying my drink and EM’s drink.  Maybe EM wouldn’t be so cavalier if she were a cocktail waitress.  <br/><br/>What superpower should EM have?  Maybe the curse of . . . <em>for an erection lasting longer than 4 hours, contact a physician.</em>  I personally would not classify it as a curse—it could be a superpower; if I were on the receiving end, I’d call it more of a super side benefit—not a side effect.  Hmm, what else?  What superpowers might there be?<br/><br/>Walking, following, I guess I’ve gotten in line to vote for EM—EM, EM, if she can’t do it, no one can.  Funny, it sounds the same: M, M, if he can’t do it, no one can.  Each step I take, I’m casting my vote for the assertive one.  Yayay!  And I ask, what can go wrong?  Or, might I say with this new attitude on display, nothing, nada, can go wrong!  Woo-hoo!  <br/></span>