I imagine that a peaceful negotiation between you is impossible?"Rachel shook her head. "We both want it," she said flatly."But I want it more. You kn...w, Professor," said Sarah sweetly, "if I got to go on the trip, I'd be ever so grateful." Oh, you would?" asked Lucas innocently, removing his glasses and looking up at her."Awfully grateful," Sarah whispered huskily. It took every ounce of Lucas' self control not to laugh out loud. These girls thought they were so sophisticated, so worldly - and. "I couldn't compete with this one in a million years." She looked back at Lacey. "Honey," she said, "welcome to Santini's, where we serve great food, regardless of the ne'er-do-well you come in with."There were only six tables in the place, five of which were occupied by people who paid no attention to their entrance at all. Most were busy with shoving food into their mouths. Donna led them to the remaining table and held the chair for Lacey, who sat and then looked up to find the waitress. Mr. Harken was now the coach driver. John's father was grinning at the new stock of slaves he just got at a steal of a price. His father then told John how the other planters would not buy from him due to rumors about small pox outbreak at his plantation. His father seemed to be explaining more of the plantation's expenses as if he would someday be in charge. John simply sat back and let his father go on about what he planned to do with the new slaves, he was just happy he did not have to hear. “TAG! YOU’RE…” Mac instinctively ducks, leaving Bloo with nothing but thin air. “…it?”Bloo sees that he’s hanging in mid-air, then gulps. He falls on the banister of the stairs, slides down to the bottom and is sent flying across the room. Like a Wrecking Ball, he demolishes everything in his way before finally hitting the floor. Mac runs down the stairs to check on Bloo. He reaches the bottom and sees the damage that Bloo’s fall has done. “Bloo…?” He looks around to see his buddy lying on the.