 God Jules, is he behind me again? whispered Celia. She could feel the eyes bore into the back of her head just as well as she could feel a drill going through it. Jules laughed.  "Well, do you want the good news or the bad news?" Celia sighed.  "Both Jules, hit me with it."  " Well, bad news is, yes he is back there. Good news is that his friend isn't here, so I'm home-free!" whispered Jules, avoiding any eye-contact with the man in question. Celia sighed again, a great big heavy sigh.   " He just doesn't give up does he?" asked Celia, trying to prevent the inevitable.   " It would appear not!" Jules said, not falling into that trap. Oh no, she thought, I'm not sticking around for this encounter this time. Its clear, who he wants to talk with, and it isnt me!  
