Snakes and ladders

Striker was pleased with that. ‘Oscar performance?’

‘A Golden Globe, at least.’

‘A Globe? That’s an insult.’

‘Okay, maybe one of those Emmys then.’

Striker put on his best dejected look, and Felicia gri

‘On second thoughts, I’ll take the Emmy.’

Felicia laughed, and Striker ordered the bill. After he had paid it, he went to get up from the table, but stopped when he saw the intense look Felicia was giving him.

‘What?’ he asked.

‘Where do we go from here, Jacob?’

‘Who knows, Feleesh?’ he said. ‘Just roll the dice.’