gestured at the nearby bed. "Sit down." She then rolled back and grabbed a PDA off her shelf, manipulated its interface and tossed the device at Chance. "Here's some pictures of our last big bash." Shandra looked down, her face looking forlorn for a moment. She then looked back up at Chance. "I mean, the last one before the incident at the Sand Stone a week and a half ago." Cycling through the pictures on the screen, Chance's serious expression evaporated when he reached the wet t-shirt photo. The laugh that burst out of him was loud and natural and shook his whole frame. He pointed to the photo, and, still grinning, said, "This is a phenomenal photo. So, who won the contest?" ----------------------------------------------------------------------- This message brought to you by the HG-PBEM "OVERDRIVE" mailing list. http://www.bluething.org/overdrive/