"Sam, Sam? Stick with me for a couple more minutes, will you?" Anne was smiling. "I don't know where you just went, but I'm prepared to bet you didn't hear the last several things I said."

"No, um...sorry. I was thinking about...stuff."

"I'm sure you were. Hang tight for another few minutes, and then the two of you can hash this out between you, okay?" Another nod from Sam. "Good. Like I was saying this is our Halloween set, and we're planning a kind of sex and violence take on Little Red Riding Hood. Sam, you'll be the Big Bad Wolf. We have a wonderful make up designer, who will...