“Nothing, Christine. Just sit here and keep me company. Would you like a sparkling water?”
“OK.”
Williamson poured her a glass of water and she took a large, long drink of it, as if she hadn’t had a drink all day.
“Thank you. It’s very…bubbly.
After they finished their drinks, Christine smiled at Williamson.
“I can’t possibly take all this money.”
“Why not?”
“I’ve done nothing to earn it.”
“You’re sitting in the back seat next to an exceedingly unattractive man. You should get paid for that.”
“I don’t think you’re unattractive at all. You look very nice to me. May I ask what your name is?”
“Phillipe Williamson.”
“That’s a nice name… What happened to your…?”
“It’s very ugly, isn’t it?”
“No, that’s not what I... I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to… I shouldn’t be so noisy.”
“No, it’s O
