So today is a different day. I heard from a new and fellow Bean fan today. What an awesome lady she is. Thanks for writing Al!! Here is a little skit for you!
Sierra
"Al", Boromir whispers in a slow, almost breathless voice. He says her name again fearing that she didn't hear him. But she did. His voice sent chills down her spine. She could hear him approaching her. "Al."

His hand touched her ever so slightly on her shoulder. Chills jolted thru her body. His breath was on her bare shoulder. She could smell his scent. The scent of man. A hero. Her Hero.

Boromir
