<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/4474/fy1ijwqfvup45ew6g.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Peter Warcaof</span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">CGDA Benefactor</span></strong></div></div></div><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/0d06/edp7l4ylbdz97uv6g.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Ari Warcaof </span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"> </span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Businessman <br/>(of sorts) </span></strong></div></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><em>PW:</em>  I turn to Ari, chuckling: <strong>“Now there are customers besides ‘models’.  Let’s take a seat—I don’t see Anastasia nor Jaclyn.”</strong>   <br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><em>Ari:</em> We take a table for four as we’re seated.  “And I rather like that we’ve arrived before Anastasia.  Did you get in touch with Jaclyn?  She did know enough to stay on premises I pray.”<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><em>PW:</em>  I nod affirmatively, yes she knows to stay on-site. <br/></span></span></span>