Sar, the 7th day of Rhaan
Once again I return in earnest to the Cat in the Hat café. I see the busboy clearing dishes from a table and he points me to the kitchen. I enter the kitchen and the chef points me to the pantry. I open the pantry door and see a beautiful tiefling standing before me. I ask “How’s the weather?” and receive the reply “Shut up and give me a hug!” It’s Sam alright; I never know what I am going to get, but I’m never disappointed. I joyfully acquiesce to the demand for a hug and we embrace, lingering a bit at the point when friends might normally part.
We spend the day in intimate conversation, as I retell the story of my shipwreck adventure, carefully glossing over the intensely romantic bits. Though unspoken, Sam will not tolerate serious rivals.
Returning to the safehouse late in the evening, Sam kicks agent Kumon out so that I might be more adequately “debriefed”. I certainly have missed Sam’s irreplaceable talents for handling me.