All women have their ritualsEvery other night after her shower, she puts on her bathrobe, wraps her hair in a towel, washes her face with a mild cleanser, finger-paints an exfoliating mask on, watches either part of either a late-night talk show or the latest racy hour-long drama on IHBO until the mask hardens on her skin, and then washes it off ( Read more... )

Now that Ed's blipped into existence -- and hasn't keeled over after eating any alien blobs -- there's always the possibility of help on the Bebop whenever she's ready to print out the latest bounty information.

The problem is using Ed -- even if she doesn't tell her she's going after someone -- means Spike could find out. Then she'd probably end ( Read more... )

What is with Spike?

The whole thing is his fault, anyway. What'd he expect from her? Sympathy? She's the one who got bitten by the thing he said he'd done away with.

She even said thanks -- what was she thinking? -- when he brought her recorder in the lobby for her. He probably peeked in the sweater to see what was there. And once he decided ( Read more... )

It's not a date.

Or at least she's not thinking of it as one. He said it's a date, but come on, that's just an overused phrase. People say it all the time.

This Sawyer guy, despite his familiarity with what he seemed to affectionately call dine-and-dash, isn't really her type. Oh, the dimpled smile's not without charm. She can admit that, if ( Read more... )

An old-fashioned television is on in room 777 ( Read more... )

W40,000,000.

It's enough to make a girl's day. It's even enough to make her entire month.

Forty million woolongs is a lot more money than Faye's gotten her hands on in a long time. A really long time.

She'd been desperate to get her hands on just the 28 million Mao Yenrai was worth, and she didn't get anywhere near getting a reward for that ( Read more... )

The past few days have been a real pain, and by the time Faye steps through the hospital's front doors, she's only sure of one thing: she's frustrated as hell.

And there's really only one thing to do about that. Vent. In the most physical and tiring way she knows how, and then -- once she feels like she's done -- maybe she'll go back to the ( Read more... )

Even luxurious casino resorts aren't perfectIt's not that Faye's gotten tired of the casino itself -- it's been the most time-consuming source of entertainment here for her -- and it's not that she hasn't enjoyed her hotel room and her seemingly endless supply of hot water for showers and baths ( Read more... )

Faye is not comfortable when she wakes up ( Read more... )