Diego was only a little upset and I showed him how I really cured him.He said, "Why did you do this, Sir?" This property is important to me because of...its location. I'm searching for my ancestors. Usually they would find these locations and begin a business. I was thinking that perhaps we are related very distantly. Sometimes I find written documentation but its's hard to find something that can be centuries old." I can't help with the books but we have nobody that looks like you here." What. He was quickly captured and put into a cage in the back with another bunch of monkeys."That will teach you to mess with good British counter-spells. What did you expect? We're the home of Merlin and Harry bloody..." I started to boast, but was interrupted."Is that a real gun?" asked the barman, pointing to the bulge in my tuxedo jacket pocket.I shook my head at what impressed these Yanks. "Yeah, it's got real bullets too." I bet you're one of those Secret Agents ... you know... 'double O...". Vincent’s. I take it you two are seniors?’ ‘Yeah,’ Ashlee answered. ‘Our parents are trotting us out and ‘presenting us to society’, which is even duller than it sounds.’ ‘At least you didn’t have to dance with Dylan. He was all over me again, telling me we’re the ‘perfect couple’ for each other.’ Grace stuck her tongue out, showing what she thought of Dylan and his advances. Chase raised his eyebrows, silently praying Grace didn’t have a snotty trust-fund boyfriend. ‘Yeah, well, Connor stepped. The aroma of a joint the boys had smoked hung in the air. Lucy smiled to herself at the way Greg watched her move around in her tiny shorts and sweaty t-shirt that clung to her body. She saw in a small mirror that the house A/C had made her nipples hard and very visible to the boys. The poor k** was obviously in lust with Lucy, and she teased him mercilessly. After about ten minutes, Lucy announced she was going to shower and take a nap. Her brother grunted an ok, and Greg’s eyes glazed over.