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mind,Imuchprefersittingconversationstostandingones.”
    “Iknow,buttheseat’scold.Youknow,kindofliketheroom.”
    Silence.Alongsilence.Then:“TellmeMissGranger,whatdoyouknowaboutme?”
    “YoucancallmeAna,”Lillianswered.“Imean,Iamnaked .”Andbeinginterviewed forasexpartnerjob ,sheaddedsilently.Atthispoint,itkindoffeltliketheywere beyondlastnames.
    Butapparentlyhedidn’tfeelthesame,becauseonlysilencemetherinvite.
    “Okay,”shesaidreleasingapuffofair.“I’massumingyou’reoneofKazuo Nakamura’ssons,soyou’re,um,rich.Like,reallyrich.Andyourfamily’sbehindthe NakamuraAutocompany.Ithinkthere’salsoanelectronicscompanyinthemix,and maybesomevideogames.IoncesawthisweirdflowercardgamewithNakamuraon it,andsomebodywassayingthat’showyouguysstartedout.ButIdon’treallyplay videogames,so…”
    Lilliwaitedforhimtoletheroffthehook.Hedidn’t.
    “Keepgoing,”heansweredherpensivesilence.
    “Really?Wow,thisislikeoneofthosedreamswheresomeonetellsyouyou’vegot totakeabigtestyoudidn’tstudyfor.Butokay,letmesee,whatelse?Oh,you’vegota brother.Olderoryounger—I’mnotsurewhich,buthe’sinalotoftheadsandstufffor yourcompany.I’veseenhisfacealloverthecity.Soobviouslyhe’sabigdeal,andthe JapanesewomenIusedtoworkwiththinkhe’scute.”
    “Butyoudon’t.”
    “No,he’scute.Heis…well,justnotascuteasyou.”Itthenoccurredtohertoask, sincetheywereinJapan,acountrywithmoresexualfetishesthanmostAmericans wouldrecognizeorevencomprehend,“Um,doyouwantmetothinkhe’scute?Isthat partofthedeal?”
    Heinclinedhishead,asiftryingtodiscernifhewashearinghercorrectly.Thenhe said,voiceascoldasice,“Mybrotherhasnothingtodowiththis,MissGranger.”
    OhGod,shewasblowingit.Blowingit so hard.
    AndnowDougwouldloseeverythingbecauseofher—
    “Knowingitwouldbeme.Notmyfather.Notmybrother.Butme,wouldyoustill wantthisjob?”
    Hisquestionjerkedheroutofherpanickedthoughtspiral.“Yes.Imean,ofcourse.
    Sure.”
    “Why?”
    “Excuseme?”
    “Whydoyouwishtobemymistressforthenextsixmonths?”
    TherealquestionwasWhy.Was.She.So.Awkward???Withanotherthought towardtheblondinthelobbywhowouldmostdefinitelybegettingthisjoboverher, Lillidecidedtogowiththetruth.“Becausetheagencysentmehere.And,well…have youseenyourself?You’retotallyhot!Andrich.Otherthanthewholenakedinterview thing,you’rebasicallyaJapanesePrinceCharming.Quitefrankly,I’mpretty surprised…”
    Shestoppedrealizingshehadn’tjustgoneoffthescriptthevoiceonthephonehad givenher,butenteredintosomecrazyimprovisationland.Seriously,Dougwasso screwed.
    Butthemanbehindthedesksaid,“Iwouldlikeforyoutokeepgoing.”
    Keepgoing…
    Soratherthanstandthereawkwardly,shedidasheasked.“Well,I’mjustsurprised someoneascuteasyouis…ah…payingforsomeonetohavesexwithhim.Imean, mostofthewomeninthelobbywouldhaveprobablytakenthisjobforfreeifyou’d askedthemto.”
    “Andyou,MissGranger.Would you havevolunteered?”
    “I…”Againthetruthslippedoutunbidden.“I’mnotsurehowtoanswerthat withouteitherinsultingyouorgettingintroublewithOsakaCharm.”
    Ortellingtherealtruth ,shesilentlyadded.Thatshewasn’tanESLteacherwho’d decidedtogointothemorelucrativeescort/call-girlbusinessafterhercontractwasup atasmallelementaryschool.Butapediatricnursewho’donlycometoJapanforDoug Tucker.
    Herbrother.
    Theonlypersonshehadleftintheworld.Thepersonwho’dhandedherthephonea coupleofweeksagoandsaid,“I’vegotsomebodyherewhosaystheycanhelpme.But theywantyoutodosomethingforthem,Sis…”
    She’dtakenthephone,morethanalittleweirdedoutbytheobviouslydistorted voiceontheotherendoftheline,buteagertohelpherbrother.AlthoughifDoug actuallyknewwhatthevoicehadrequestedofher,shedoubted—
    “Whatareyouthinkingabout?”Anotherquestionfromtheenigmaticmanseated acrossfromher.
    “Nothing.I’mjust…alittlesad.”
    “Why?”
    “BecauseIknowI’mblowingthisinterview,andyou’veprobablyneverbeenonthis sideofthedesk,butit’skindofexcruciatingtostandherecompletelynakedwhile