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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred Page 226 of 307 We got settled just as it was becoming bedtime for Alii and Rhythm, who were already passing out on the sofa. I needed to get outside, and away from them so that I could check in with Steve and make sure I was still on the payroll. The small cushion of money that he had already given me would be quickly gone without his largess. "Hey, I know a great little market around the corner, I'll go pick up some things for breakfast." I said. "Breakfast? Aren't you starving?" Sarah asked me. She was right. It was nine o' clock and I hadn't eaten since noon. I should have been starving but I think having six broken ribs is an appetite suppressant. When I am in pain I can't feel much more than just bad. Hungry is way lower than that on my feelings-o-meter. "Sure," I lied. "There's a great little burrito place around the corner, I can grab a few." "Just two. These guys are already asleep." Sarah was carefully blocking in the both of them at opposite ends of Klaus's sofa with pillows. "Hey, if they're on the sofa, where the heck am I supposed to sleep?" I whispered. "Let's cross that bridge when we get to it." She walked off to explore the rest of the accommodations. I went outside, pulled out my Steve phone. I had turned it off when we all got in the car together. The "hi mom" ruse was |