Grace blinks. If there's one thing she knows and loves, it's a good looking man. Of course, she's not so picky about the not-so-great looking ones either, so long as something about them catches her interest: cool job, reckless behavior, a crippling depression over a dead cat...

"Damn. I'm suddenly rethinking my life choices." She laughs, lower, lustier and more knowing than before. "He come here?"