” The Captain grinned at me, “It’s NOT Mr Schwarzenegger, it’s ... Jonah? Correct me if I’m wrong, Mr Cosgrove.”Jeremy was smiling broadly... “No sir! You got it in one!”The Captain, Lane Burke, extended his hand, “I’d like to shake the hand of the one who just saved my ship!”I shook his hand and had a quick vision that caused me to chuckle. The Captain’s 12-year old daughter always talked about ‘Jonah’ whenever there was a news story. “I’m just glad the father of one of my biggest fans didn’t. "Of course not," Marcia said, always the perfect hostess. "In fact, this may be a even better party than we planned," she said with a knowing look at her sister, Jan, who was eyeing Leroy with obvious interest."Let me get you a drink," Peter said, steering Marcy Lincoln to the bar. He gave his brother a sly wink as he passed.Leroy stood with the other males at the bar watching the women across the room. Like most house parties the men and women had split into separate groups. He noticed that. The next stop materialized from the fog a little later. My fellow traveller sidled past me, glaring. Thinking he was going to say something I didn’t want to hear, I tried smiling to defuse his red-faced demeanour. He ceremonially dumped his smashed mobile in my lap. "Cheers. Nice one mate," he growled, carrying on to the front of the madly lurching cabin. That could have been worse I thought. The bus pulled away again, pushing me back into the seat with a thump. She seemed in a hell of a hurry. " Tiffany walked over to the elderly man. "So pleased to meet you." She stated as she gave him a welcoming hug. She hastily moved away from him though as he groped her firm buttock. 'Dirty old bugger', she thought to herself. "Are you Matthew's girlfriend?" He asked. Before Tiffany could answer Matthew interrupted. "No, she's your birthday present." She turned and glared at her student with a look that could have turned anyone to stone. "I don't think so." She hissed, with a half smile..