<div class="floatleft">(http://i63.tinypic.com/2eqf9j4.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Peter Warcaof</span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">CGDA Benefactor</span></strong><br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</div></div></div><div class="floatright"><div align="center">(http://www.mediafire.com/convkey/cc45/8990emmy5sim49izg.jpg)<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><br/><strong>Jekesai</strong><br/><em>Guide</em><br/> ‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾ </span></span></div></div><br/>PW: Jaclyn comes in and makes herself a drink, recites what she saw and very abruptly leaves.  She clearly has things on her mind.  Is she organizing all that has come from her review?  That hardly seems a challenge for her.  But what else could it be?<br/><br/>As Jaclyn leaves, I give Jekesai a quizzical look.  She politely remains quiet and unexpressive.  But still.<br/><div align="center">______________</div><br/>Jekesai:  These two: Peter and Jaclyn.  Together they will be formidable.  There is a bond between the two.  One watches out for the other.  I’ve seen this.  I see it now. Perhaps they will be yet more forceful if (when) the other is affected.<br/><br/>I smile at Peter.<em>“You said rest is good.  So be it.  Dinner will be along shortly.  I am sure we can hear much about how things went when she returns at dinner.  Jaclyn is that way, is she not?”</em><br/>