Marigay comes into the dining room, acknowledging our presence with a nod and followed by Jason who is carrying a tray. She sits down at the far end of the table. Once Melissa stops sobbing, I tell Jason to show her to her room. As soon as they leave I get up and walk over to Marigay.
"Bon appetit! Do you mind me sitting down for a minute, cousin?"
"Have a seat, Luisa."
"Ok, I make it short. I want to win this game. Very much so. And so do you. And I guess you want just as much to be Michael's slave as I do. So 'ow about we make some kinda truce, do Michael in and then it's for the better of us two win the game?"
"Aren't you forgetting someone?"
"You mean Melissa? Aww, poor girl. She doesn't 'ave the slightest idea what she's gotten 'erself into. No, to be 'onest, I think she isn't much of a competitor. Well, think about my idea. Till later. Ciao for now."