<div class="floatleft">(http://i63.tinypic.com/2eqf9j4.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></span><div align="center"><strong>Peter Warcaof</strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></span><div align="center"><strong>CGDA Benefactor</strong><br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</div></div></div>I nod absentmindedly, then refocus.<strong>“Well I don’t know what you mean about friends.  Miss Dubois.  And Miss Silk.  Not that one counts, but count them.  I know for a fact that the tech girls respect you highly.”</strong><br/><br/>I take another toast in my hand.<strong>“And yes, we are friends.  It’s been a longstanding relationship.”</strong><br/><br/>I turn over my coffee cup and signal for some coffee.<strong>“I rather like the Academy image.  No wardrobe failures though, <em>Hee-hee!</em>  Wait!  Check that!  Different event!”</strong><br/><br/>The coffee is poured.<strong>“Well, don’t get me wrong.  No wardrobe failures, but it doesn’t have the same humor as your Academy thing.”</strong><br/>