"Bong-Bing!" said the doorbell, with Bob wondering if he was going to start having troubles with the darned thing like before?

When he opened the door a woman of means stood there, adjusting her dress, while trying to fix her lipstick in a small mirror.

"Well, Howdy" she drawled in a southern kind of way, while Bob said, "10am on the dot!"

He showed her into the house, while Whirly said, "But, this is way, way wrong! Bob. Show this young woman, sporting those overly active protuberances, and let's continue or preparations for Mr Bat Masters and Sons!"

"Well, I'm Ms Masters, y'all! Bat Masters was my father, but I didn't take Daddy along to meet such a handsome and hopefully eligible fella, did I now?"

Bob wasn't certain if they should be drinking Whiskey on the Veranda, or shouldn't he just go for the standard line saying, "Would you care for something to drink, Ms Masters?"

"Well, are you just polite as all get out!" smiled Ms Masters, while Whirly said, "I didn't call just any lawyer, you know. I called one with a name that would put their money where their mouth was, without shooting it off, or how did that idiom go anyway?"

Ms Masters was shown the couch in the living room, where she commented, "It must be a new-fangled thing or something, having your advanced cooling device in the living room, or am I just being a bit old fashioned about the whole thing?"

"If I might be so bold" started Whirly, while Bob wondered if their acquaintance was about to end abruptly, after his "advanced cooling device" got all riled up and all?

"I am much more to Bobby, then just an advanced cooling device!"

"A little hanky-panky never hurt anyone, I suppose?" said Ms Masters, as she crossed her legs the other way, with that not escaping Bob's attention, I might add. "But if you two are in some sort of conjugal relationship of the kinky kind, then perhaps we'd better call it a day, right here and now?"

"Perhaps a Mint Julep would fit the occasion?" said Bob, as he got up and punched out the name on Whirly's display. "Well, I never!" said Whirly, as the drinks arrived with Whirly continuing with "A bit fast with your hands, aren't you Bob?"

-with Ms Masters saying, "Not with me, Deary, but the day is still young, isn't it?"

Bob was at a loss for words, when Whirly said, "What we needed today, was a capable man to sue the pants off Dr Beauson for theft of intellectual property!"

-taking her notepad from her purse, she said "So this Doctor. Was he a surgeon, or were certain body parts, yet unseen, the cause of someone messing about with perfection, if you catch my drift, that is?" said looking directly into Bob's eyes, with him wondering if he should excuse himself and shift to another underarm deodorant?

"If you knew anything about reality" said Whirly "You'd know that Dr Beauson is the leading man on the TV show, Sergeant-Major Hospital!"

"So this is one of those reality, fantasy kinds of lawsuits? Well, I'd suggest that Bob and I take a trip into town, where we can discuss your case during a meal with champagne cocktails, and keep 'em coming!"

Whirly was at a loss for words, while Bob got up and said, "Why, The pleasure would be all mine, Ms Masters" with the lady saying, "Aw shucks, Bob. You can just call me

"What will "Bobby" be calling the sexy lawyeress? Will it be something said from the edge of the bed, where he will have carried her after one too many champagne cocktails, or are we going to be privy to that steamy bedroom scene, after the lights have been turned off with just the hum of the jilted refrigerator heard in the background? Be there for the next exciting episode of "The Master and the Mistress!"

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