Michael asked in surprise," What happened to Simon? f he's in bad shape, I doubt a 'family meal' will help much."

"It's a long story," Bane replied with a sigh. "Just hurry and send it over. If you don't, Simon might die!"

Michael chuckled. "Sounds to me like he's more likely to 'die happy' after he's done with that meal. Don't worry, I'll arrange it right away—premium service just for you!"

Half an hour later, the "family meal" arrived. The delivery included five women, two of which were