“Get home when you can. “Think we can get away with it?”
She scowled. This is a fantasy world that happens to look a lot like our world. A few hundred for pizza and subs is a hell of a lot less than the penalties we’ll pay if we don’t get this fixed by eight!” Pause. I may jump your bones when I get home though.” She looked away again. This is a short interlude, before Jim meets another set of neighbours. With a grin, I told the computer to encrypt the file to be viewable by me, by Winn or by both of us together. I was drenched in sweat anyways, so going in was an improvement. After lunch and a brief nap, I sat down to write.