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"Not interested," she said again.

"His name is Neil Macfarlane, and he's Bill's new accountant. We had
dinner with him last night, and he's to die for. I swear. You'll love
him."

"What's he look like?" Meg asked. "Tall, slim, really cute."

"How about The Winds of Changer Cindy proposed, ignoring her two
friends.

"Page 257."

Trish groaned as the women flipped to the appropriate page.

"Yikes!" Meg said, almost choking on the apple she was chewing.

"Are you kidding? An Iranian film? Have you forgotten Caravan to
Heaven'."

"Was that the one where the camel got stuck in the sand and it took
three hours to get him out?" Trish winced at the memory.

"That's the one."

"So much for Iran."

"What about France?" Cindy asked.

"All they do in French movies is talk and eat," Meg said.

"Sometimes they have sex," Trish told her.

"They talk during sex," Meg said.

"So France is out?" Cindy looked from Meg to Trish, then back again.

"How about this one? Night Crawlers. Page 316. It's Swedish. Do we
have a problem with Sweden?" Meg lifted the thick, heavy catalog into
her hands and read out loud, as if she'd been called on in class. "
The film has a gritty feel for the seedy side of suburban life.
Uncompromising and "Hold it," Trish interrupted.

"What did we decide 'uncompromising' means?"

"Well," Cindy said, "let's see if we can remember the code. Lyrical
means .. "

"Slow," Meg answered.