A Place Called Home   d a m n a t i o n   For all disclaimers,
refer to Part 1.   "Why did you keep evading Penny's questions?"
"Huh?" Flick diverted her attention from the tennis match on the
big screen in the pub to look at Jean.  Met with a questioning
curve of brow, Flick turned away and raised her beer mug to her
lips, not intending to address the query. "Hah, told you Serena
was gonna win," she said instead as she watched the younger
Williams sister drop her racket upon victory.  When her comment
was met with silence, she jerked her head at the stony looking
Jean. "Wassup with you?"  Jean picked up her lighter from the
table and toyed with it idly as she trained her eyes on her
annoyingly nonchalant friend. "You act as if you didn't spend
the whole of last night getting trashed and crying your eyes
out, refuse to acknowledge the existence of Rei or anything
related to her, and you didn't even stop your so-called best
friend when she stomped off a minute ago."  She flicked the
lighter towards Flick and