I think about the offer, while waving a glass with the others.<br/><br/>"I can read stuff, sure, and my nunbers are coming on - nine sixes is forty-two. One, two, many, lots."<br/><br/>I frown, as if thinking hard.<br/><br/>"Guarding your body, I think that'll mostly be okay. Audition? Song, dance, juggling, anything particular you want to put me through?"<br/><br/>I see Mechelle looking puzzled.<br/><br/>"I think Jaclyn just needs someone to keep her organised, which day it is, which party to go to, and to polish her shoes. You know how<em>terribly</em>scatty she can be. Er, don't tell her I said that though, okay?"