<div class="floatleft"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(https://files.catbox.moe/k872lq.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><strong>Calvin Luther</strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">CGDA Nicky<br/><br/><span style="text-decoration: overline;">           </span></span></span></div></td><td>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/AlTeregoSeparator.png)</td></tr></tbody></table></div><br/>I can feel Ms. Du Monde's gaze upon me, and it seem to coincide with a warm and not unpleasant sensation.<br/><br/>I work to sort out her words in my mind, as there seems to be a buzzing interfering with clear thought.  Joining her to discuss these things seems like a good idea.  Yes. Perhaps it can be worked out. Perhaps my presence with her would be a helpful source of information.  Given how we've been chasing her and members of her entourage, her precautions about giving out her address or location seem reasonable. If we are to continue this discussion with her, riding along with her is the only way.  It all just makes sense.<br/><br/>"I could certainly see some benefit in continuing this discussion, absolutely...."<br/><br/>Have we moved on from the issue of the phone?  Is this a job offer now?  My eyes dart back and forth between this stunning woman and the similarly beautiful faces of her group.  They certainly seem outwardly happy.  And given that my main job can been completed, with Jacyn's discovery, perhaps I am looking for a new job after all.<br/><br/>"By all means... let's continue this discussion in a more comfortable environment."<br/><br/>My eyes dart over to Lippy for the first time in a while, hoping to find agreement in her eyes.<br/><br/>