She had dark brown hair just like you and your father, put up into a ponytail, and wore square glasses just like your mother. She was a bit of the ant...-social type in school, as well as keeping to herself around the house, always on her laptop or phone in her room which was more like her cave. Despite her attitude, she was quite the cutie, if only you could get her to open up more.Next to her was your sister with the impeccable aim, Elizabeth, though she prefers just Liz and would kill you if. After a couple minutes of silence she said, "Are we meeting people at Nick's or do you just feel like stopping there?"I said, "I just felt like going there. It's a fun bar."She looked over at me and said, "Let's just go to your house. I'd rather have a drink with you in private."I said, "That's a better idea."We got to my house and walked into the living room. She sat down at the counter in my kitchen while I made some drinks for us. I walked to her, drinks in hand, set the drinks on the. .We have learned much about each other and we are now talking about a real live meeting...Unfortunately, we live far apart...far enough to make a difference in our hopes to meet...But then, since your job calls for frequent travel, maybe we can work something out...Time went by and then your trip plans became conducive to a possible meeting... We excitedly made plans for me to meet you at the Airport and spend some time together...We thought we would go out for dinner and drinks probably but. Williamson said, “I think it goes without saying that we have a pretty solid rock band, who Mr. Ballows, Mr. Feelt and I believe can win this NIS competition. So, do you, Mike, Samantha or Lynette have any questions about this amazing band competition and concert?”“If we compete, and hopefully win...” I started to ask before Andi Whiting forcefully cut in with,“Oh! You’ll win! Cuda! You’ll win it!”“Hopefully!” I repeated with a nod at Andi, “If we win this competition, will we be required to be.