Late afternoon, there was a gentle knock at the door and Hank entered. "Well, I've got it all done; come see that you think."

Liz made a quick inspection tour and liked what she saw. The work was obviously done by a master.

"This is really nice work. Thanks. Come on inside and I'll take care of paying you," she said.

He followed her into the house. She was standing before him and his shirtless body with small beads of sweat on his forehead and chest. She breathed it in. She asked how much the bill was.

"It's just the one-hundred-fifty that we'd discussed."

Liz stood there frozen before him....