Following the same start up procedure we used the previous day I watched as the power plant went through its start up and the lights switched from bat...ery to power plant. I was still watching my gauges when the engineer behind me stated everything was ready for me to take the ship out. Looking at him behind me in the HUD I could see he was no longer paying attention to his gauges and was looking out of the window as I used the controls to move us forward out of the hanger. Making sure we were. This was the house she grew up in and she should be familiar with its every creak and groan, but she had not lived there for several years before moving back in when her parents moved to the South. She had a very good rent to own arrangement with her parents, which allowed her a much nicer house than she would have been able to afford on her own. All she had to do was let her parents stay with her when they were in town visiting and host her stepfather once a month when he had to come back for. He knew when to talk, what to talk about and when to shut up. Too many people tried to fill the silence with stupid chatter, Quohog didn't. He also had the best home made beer in the desert. His place was made for bikers as well. It was run down, the tables were scratched and the place stunk of old fried onions. The handlebars of Corley bikes old and present adorned the walls, and the jukebox, an old CD one dating back to the 90's, had none of that country or techno crap. It was always on the. “I … I’ve seen clips of you together and separately. I’m certain both of you are proud and you both have a right to be proud. But I didn’t get the impression that either of you take yourself too seriously. I’m glad. Although, I did wonder if I’d walked into the middle of a personal argument.”“There is a lot more yelling in our personal arguments, ” Liz said.“And the occasional throwing of objects, ” I mentioned.“Once!” Liz said. “And that wasn’t because of you. I swear, you’d think I’d clubbed.