<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 open my eyes.  I see Jaclyn standing.<strong>“<em>Hee-hee!</em>  Perfect!  They announced 8:30 a.m., did they not Jaclyn?”</strong>I calibrate—sounds like breakfast.<br/><br/>I wonder if Jaclyn is a have to get out first sort or wait for the passengers to get out, then exit comfortably.<br/><br/><strong>“I was wondering how many languages you speak Jaclyn.  Speaking Warcaof seems to work only for me.  Well, Avi as well, but others are left to the standards.”</strong><br/>