“Would you consider a change of plans?” he asked as they were walking to the car. “This is something to celebrate. Would you be willing to go ou... to a restaurant?”“Don’t you like my cooking?”“Your cooking is delightful for me. Maybe it’s more work than celebration for you.” Spontaneous as he tried to make the invitation sound, Andy had scouted out the restaurant. The meal was lovely.When they’d taken off their coats back at the apartment, they continued with their other clothes. It was chilly,. His dramatics were lively within the grotto hidden beneath the vitriolic pretension of his indignant little mania. He used such silly verses to calm himself – such parody on the classics of Shakespeare and plays written within the century. Then a light bulb flashed on, obscuring the casual refrain of imagery after restless piece of imagery in his mind …Minuet. She had come looking for him, and he’d well known this. She’d come and probably had no way of locating him, considering his intense lack. They had two daughters, twelve and ten and their grandmother was watching them so they could enjoy this vacation. She noticed quite a few men checking her out when she entered the pool area and again when she entered the pool. Her blond hair was neck length and it glistened when wet. The water rolled down her neck, across her cleavage. She knew that she looked hot.After sunning herself, enjoying the pool, and the looks the men were giving her, she returned to her room for an afternoon nap. When. In a single day, the nation of Colombia fell without a single shot fired or life taken.The next day, they took over Venezuela and Ecuador, finding only a handful of families in hiding. On one hand, the lack of people made expansion quick and easy. His forces didn’t have to slow down for capture and shipment. On the other hand, when he finally reached the motherload, that’d be a lot of people he’d have to distribute all at once. Plus, when building concentration camps, he liked having the future.