"You're more than welcome," she says. "It'll be fun; I like shooting. It's fast and effective. You'll like it."

She really can't. He gets crabby when he does. She stands, and smiles over to him.

"It's my pleasure, Richard. We'll see each other soon."

Oh, he's well aware how lucky he is. It may have something to do with the way she walks away, those hips swinging just so. Lucky, for sure.