<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>I swing my legs out of the vehicle and Jaclyn is out and quick to greet Olivia.  As we approached, there was expectation.  I had it.  She had it.  Standing beside Olivia, Jaclyn seems an odd mix of expectation and schoolgirl crush.  Clearly, as much as I think I know Jaclyn, I don’t know all.  Have to think on that later, perhaps—really not important I suppose.<br/><br/>When it’s my turn, I say to Olivia:<strong>“Is this not modern?  Jehoshaphat!  A plantation that harvests the sun and draws water.  Definitely how things should be—wrestling nature with modernity.  Bravo I say!”</strong><br/><br/><strong>“We traveled through land where the citizens struggled, but they clearly knew how to make things work.  This will definitely help.  Marvelous!”</strong><br/><br/>Of course, if this were a business investment, I’d try to downplay things, look for negatives—negotiate a lower price.  It seem impossible to find a flaw anyways, but really no need.<br/><br/>I chuckle.<strong>“And Jekesai, a commendable accomplishment getting us here so efficiently.”</strong>I nod,<strong>“Olivia—one is or should always be on the lookout for talent.  Jekesai is top-notch!  She gets the Warcaof endorsement!  <em>Hee-hee!</em>”</strong><br/><br/><strong>“What next?”</strong><br/>