<div class="floatleft">(http://www.zen90682.zen.co.uk/marsjulie.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td> Juliet Franklin </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Julie Franklin's Up-scale Bachelor Pad</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Jack Monroe and Abs the Tiny Girlie Grease Monkey</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Discussing the merits of the books of the Marquis DeSade</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Julie opened the door a few moments later, wearing the same outfit she had been. After all, all the outfits in her, 'Deliver immediately' box were the same. The balance of her stuff would show up in time. For now she had enough.<br/><br/>Her face lit up when she caught sight of Jack and Abs, "Hey!" she held up a palm in greeting, then her face turned a little serious. "Now, I'm going to have to ask for the story, which you can tell me or not tell me. The question is going to come up sooner or later, so I figure it may as well be now and not be on my mind all through eating." She smiled again, "What the hell did you do to your arm? And how in the bloody hell did you still manage to be shipped off to this airless hell hole with only one arm! Because that right there to me says you either have skills that are just impossible to find anywhere else or you have friends in very high places." She smiled brightly, clearly both teasing, yet at the same time curious and wanting to have things out in the open. Engineers were not people to beat around the bush it seemed.