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We have all grown silent, since who is going to find a ready answer for that? We are almost there. Suddenly Stella asks me for the phone number of the mental health team. I pull over onto Tenth avenue, and there is a space to stop. I hand her my phone and she marks the number on her own mobile. "I'm putting it on speaker phone for everyone to hear our full conversation, and I am also recording the conversation for posterity..." "West Side Mental Health Team", says the receptionist. Her voice sounds very familiar. "Hello, I would like to speak to Dr Hans Vanderkamp, please" "Whom shall I say is calling?"...."Stella James. Hello Hans, is that you?" yes, says a male voice with a heavy Dutch accent. And who could this be please. "It's me, your old pal Stella, that's right dear, THAT Stella. How about a nice hard spanking?" Stella, is that really you? It must be almost twenty years since I last saw you. Where are you. "I am here in your lovely city of Vancouver." And now she is chortling malevolently. Are you living here? Stella, it's been so long. "I got here a week ago." We have to meet for drinks. Are you busy this evening. It might have to wait a while, I am here on business." you're setting up shop here? "Other business. I'm no longer spanking bums for a living. Listen, I know you are busy, but I would just like to warn you that I will be accompanying your client Christopher Jones during his meeting with you and his case worker in the next five minutes or so." How do you happen to know one of our clients. "Long story, dear, but we can explain to you everything in just a few minutes." Are you with him right now. "I am right here with him in his car." We do have to see him unaccompanied, you know..."that's alright dear, we can discuss everything when we arrive..."