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brakes so hard that it slammed into the bone of his cranium. Where had that thought come from? First he invited Trevor and now he was thinking about inviting Ariana? What about his treasured solitude and privacy? His thoughts were going a million miles an hour, so he tried to disengage his brain and tune back into Ariana.
     
    “These are Silicon Valley fish, so they probably eat sushi or kale.”
     
    He liked her sense of humor and replied, “Did you see any sushi underwater on your swim home?”
     
    “No, Man on the Rock. Do you have a name? I admit I looked you up but I couldn’t find your name anywhere and I’m good at that kind of thing. So in my mind I’ve been calling you Manny as in Man of the rock.”
     
    “Manny?” Damian exclaimed, wincing. “I’ll have to tell you my name just to get away from that awful nickname. I’m Damian.”
     
    “Damian, hmmm. That’s a Greek name. Are you descended from Father Damian who saved the Hawaiian Lepers of Molokai, or are you Dr. Damian, the patron of physicians?”
     
    “I never looked at my name that way. I have a PhD, so I’m a doctor of sorts, but not one of medicine.”
     
    “Okay Damian, call me when you need another order of tea dropped on you. I’ll keep you supplied with tea as long as I have the hang of operating this drone. I really do thank you for the scuba air, I was thinking about my body being hit by one of the ferries crossing the bay and was just going to try and drown myself off of your island to save myself from being chopped up in a boat propeller, so I’m serious about keeping you in tea for a long time.”
     
    “I had the same vision; you take a lot of risks when you don’t pay attention to scuba air. I hope that event made you more aware of that.”
     
    “I’ll admit it did and in fact I haven’t been out for a long distance swim since then.”
     
    “Why do you scuba dive in San Francisco Bay? I wouldn’t think there would be much to see as the water isn’t very clear?”
     
    “You’re right about that, sometimes it's creepy coming upon stuff suddenly, but I have the sense not to go outside the Golden Gate Bridge for fear those currents would sweep me to Japan.”
     
    “Why don’t you fly to some place warmer like Hawaii or the Caribbean? From what I know about you it’s not a matter of affordability.”
     
    “You looked me up?”
     
    “Yes, you left me your card, otherwise I would have looked for you under the title of mermaid, and you were the first person to breach my security in seven years, so I needed to know what you were up to.”
     
    There was dead silence on the other end of the phone, while she thought about his words then she said, “Then I’m glad your first visitor was a mermaid. If you’re ever over in Belvedere, give me a call and I’ll cook dinner for you at my house, where you can just see your island off in the distance.”
     
    “Thanks for the invite, and I’ll do that sometime. Are you a good cook?”
     
    “No. I’d probably fake it and order something from a restaurant around here and throw it into a saucepan or my oven to make you think I’d made it.”
     
    He laughed at her candid response and said, “I’ve got to go and it was a pleasure talking to you, Ariana. Be safe.”
     
    After Damian ended the call, he decided he would do just that, cross over next week and look her up. He liked her adventurous spirit and intelligence. They were kindred spirits in that they were both widows and of about the same age. He’d certainly enjoyed their call.
     
    Now it was back to fishing for tonight’s dinner. He learned years ago, that it was best to fish in the afternoon as sometimes it took a long time to catch fish suitable for eating and he and the cats could go hungry if he failed. There were a variety of fish in the bay but he mostly caught halibut or flounder and the occasional striped bass. If the fish was small, he released it back to catch another time. His cats needed two