Phil had the camera on me while I tasted it. He didn't show himself drinking it, but I asked him on camera what he thought. He said, "It is smooth, ve...y smooth." Now let's try the shiny new planter's punch," I mixed the two drinks exactly as I had before except I used a fruit drink with several juices in it. The cocktail it made was just as good. Phil's comment off camera was, "I think this one is even smoother."When the camera stopped rolling I said," I think we are going to have to choose one. But instead, they almost jumped out of their skins at the sight before them. Both girls shrieked as their hearts began to race in terror."Now, now girls," the old woman's voice cackled. "I didn't mean to scare you, but it is Halloween you know?"The two girls were nearly speechless, as they expected Ms. Johnson to answer the door. After all, she did live alone. But instead, a decrepit old woman stood hunched over before them . . . a dark cloak wrapped around her body and over her head. She. After dinner she served ice cream and she asked me why I had come. I went out to the car and brought in the first of Grandma's diaries and handed it to mom. Have you ever read this I asked? No, I don't think I have ever seen that book before. You should I told her. Right now. Why not? Okay she agreed and I sat back to eat my ice cream.After a little bit she came to the part about her father having been her brother. Wow she said that is weird but now that I know I mean I think I always new. .." A calmingfemale voice drifted over the crowd from the surrounding speakers of thePA system.Sam felt the Italian man quickly release his arm and he staggered freeof his hold, still more than a little shaken. He quickly tugged at thetop of his dress where his breasts had almost threatened to spill free,then quickly smoothed a hand around the hem.The bodiless female voice continued as the lights began to dim aroundthem."I would like you all to please welcome your host for this evening....