Mari thought about giving Remy a helpful pat on the back, but she couldn't reach him over the pizza box. There were disadvantages to being short. In just a second he stopped choking on his own and took a drink from his soda.
He shook his head. "You're really training to be a librarian?"
So she replied. "Yep. I love books. All kinds of books. I can't think of a better job than getting to spend all day surrounded by all that information."
"Whatever turns you on, my dear."
That made her laugh. "Oh I think you already figured that out." She washed down a bite of pizza and swirled the ice in her plastic cup. "So tell me about you. What brings you to not-so-sunny Atlantic City in April? I somehow don't see you as a slot machine junkie."
"No?" He snagged the last slice from the box and moved
