Book3:WereMyDreamIs
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tforthekit.Hesawthesteaksmarinatingontheterandsaid,“Hey!Cookingsteakismyspecialty,leavethemtome.”Holdingthergeptterofmeatinonehaooktheportablegastankfromtheerofthekit,aswelsthefryingpanandotherutensilsinhisotherhaeppedoutoftheFrenchdoorsintothebackyard,preparedtostartcookieaks.AbeautifultableclothcoveredthediningtableandCharinahadspreadthetablewithlovelynapkins,ptesandsilverware.AsshewaslightingthedlesshesawthatJamazwasbusyopeningupbottlesfillingtheroomwiththeentigfragranceofwineandliquor,stimutingeveryone’sappetite.RichardwalkedpastJamazandcautionedhimsaying, “Heybuddy,Iknowthisisverytemptingbutremembertodrinkfromyourdnotguzzleitstraightfromthebottle.That’stoobarbaric.You’llscareourbeautifundculturedhostess.”Jamaznodded.Hepouredsomestrongwhiskeyintss,drankthreegssesoeranotherandthenwipedhismouthwithhissleeves.Hesighedinsatisfaandsaid,“Nowthat’swhatIcaltreat!Ireallycouldn’tstanditthereatthatFKingjewelryexhibition.ItwassostuffyIfeltstifled!Theyservedwhattheysaidwasthemostexpensivechampagtomeittastedlikesodawater.That’snotwiall!Iwon’tfeeldrunkevenifIdrankfiftygallons!”Charina’sbeautifulrgeeyesopenedwideasshestaredunbelievablyatthistall,muscurbwhocoulddrinklikeafish.Jamazdrankanssbeforepthedrinksintothessesoable.Charinashookherheadandwalkedintothekit,followedbyBig-Owhocourteouslyandhumblyofferedtohelp.Shetookoutthefreshly-bakedFrenchrollsfromtheovenandputthemintotwobasketscoveredwithcheckeredcloth.ShehahemtoBig-Osaying,“Taketheseouttothediningroomandputthemateadofthetable.Thenebadhelpmetakeoutthesoup.Thankyou.”Big-Obowedandsaid,”Sure,miss.”HewassoonbadtookthebowlsofdelicioushotFrenionsoupintothediningroomandputthemonthepcemat.Charinalookedathimandthought,“Helookssoobliging,politeandhumble.It’shardtoimagiheusedtobeaprofessionassassin,aremorselesscold-bloodedkiller.Themoldingofaperson’scharacterisreallyintriguing.Theluringaromaofbarbequingsteakfromthebackyardmadeeveryonehungry.Richardkneweveryone’spreference.Dimitriwantedhissteak100%welldone,whileMr.Kaffeepreferredhis80%done.Richard,JamazandBig-Olikedtheirsmediumrare,about40-50%cooked,butDwarfMickeyhadnoprefereall.Hecouldeathishoweveritisdoneandcouldevendevourhisraw.Yetnomatterwhatheate,hisstomaevergavehimanytrouble.JamazwentintothebackyardandhelpedbrieaksontothetableassoonasRichardpronouhemdone.Charinaslippedupstairstofreshenup.Shehastilywashedherfadbedherhair,buthadnotimetodomore.Shelookedatherownrefleinthemirrorandthoughtshelookedalright.Itwouldhavetodo.Shehurriedbacktothediningroom,saidafewwordsofwele.Holdinguphergssshesaid,“Cheers!”anddinnerbegan.WiththeexceptionofMr.Kaffee,thediiquetteofDimitri’sgoodfriendswasfarfromdesirable.TheworstoffenderwasofcourseDwarfMickey.Takingthesoupbowlwithbothhands,thewhite-beardedolddwarfdrankhisgreedilystraightfromthebowl,drippingalloverhimself.Hedidnotutilizehisknifeandforkatallbutusedhisfingersforeverything,grabbingatwhatevertookhisfancy.Whenhishandswereoilyanddirtyhewouldjustwipethemonthenapkinorthetableakingamessofeverything.Evenhiswhitebeardattered