<div class="floatright">(http://img705.imageshack.us/img705/6089/003blondeingray.jpg)</div><br/>Michelle listened, nodding her sympathy at the mention of things being cut short.  "Yeah," she agreed.  "Sucks, but it wouldn't even be fair now anyway, right?"  She weighed some decisions in her head, before deciding that she may as well mention.  What the heck?<br/><br/>"To be honest, I don't know a lot about boxing or MMA.  The TV announcer just said that you were slated at...7 to 4?  Some high number like that.  Some idiot drunk in the bar put down a bet at even money against you."  She shrugged.  "I, um, my occupation's not completely legitimate..."<br/><br/>Rather than weigh on that, she quickly changed the subject.  "Journey to the West...that's Sun Wukong, right?  A monkey...who..."  That one was a book she was supposed to read in elementary school and never did.  "Umm..."  Then she smiled.  "Well, we'll watch that next."<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Br'er Rabbit was explaining to Br'er Bear that he was earning a dollar a minute hanging around to chase away crows, when in reality he was caught in a trap laid by Br'er Fox.