<strong>Candy LeBon In the Commons, drinking coffee.</strong><br/><br/>Candy looked up as the schizophrenic painter entered.<strong>"Evening,"</strong>she greeted him,<strong>"And how are the three of you today?"</strong>She smiled lightly and sipped her frothing cappuccino, leaving a moustache of milk foam across her upper lip.<strong>"Yes, but I don't think they're quite ready for me yet, though so I'm taking a few minutes for breakfast!"</strong>She raised the cup in a mock toast.<br/><br/>She saw his eyes travelling over her figure and rolled her eyes. She was used to men mentally undressing her, but with hector it was different. Hector had tried before to persuade her to pose for him, and each time she had respectfully declined. She half expected him to try and ask her again.<br/><br/>She sipped her coffee again. It was too hot to bolt down, and she really didn't want to leave it, she wanted to be awake for her performance this evening, and the caffeine would help counteract the more than fragrant air in other parts of the Dome.<br/><br/>She decided to pre-empt his request.<strong>"Sorry I never seem to have time to pose for you, Hector. But then, you probably wouldn't find me that interesting a subject"</strong>