” She shrugged. “But we’re here. Having a good time.”“Are we?” Ellen said.I figured maybe I shouldn’t be sitting so close to Doris. I st...rted getting up when Harry who was sitting on the love seat by himself, hit a button on a remote. The smooth jazz switched to more dance music.Ellen raised a hand, “Now that’s better.” She rocked to the music a little. Harry raised the volume and she liked it. She pointed to him. “Yeah!” She was feeling the music now, whipping her hair across her face. Ellen. Or both. You should talk some sense into him," said Lernea with a worried frown."Aren't you supposed to be the diplomat in the family?" said Parcifal with a raised eyebrow and a mocking smile."By Skrala, sister! You can be so pigheaded!" replied Lernea and swiftly set after Ned on her own.Winceham stretched. Some faint popping and crackling sounds were heard; he let out a sigh and fiddled with his satchel. After a while he was holding a small leather pouch and a small, delicate pipe in his. At this point, even though I haven't had any luck I'm loving the thrill of the hunt. I finally see one but she's walking with a dude, which is a no-no, so I give up.Night 4. was pretty much like night 3. No luck. I saw a couple, but I was always too late. Some other guy was picking them up. I ride around figuring that they would be dropped of sometime soon. Didn't happen. Ghost town once again. I didn't think it would be this hard. But i never gave up. I knew sooner or later I would get lucky.. Got a little off track, didn’t I? Well the driver parked the bus and him and Coach hopped out. They were gone for about ten minutes and when they returned they both had big smiles on their faces. They tossed a ten-pound bag of ice toward the back of the bus for the players to ice down a cooler of pop. Coach put a bag down on the seat next to him which of course fell over on its side. Don’t they always do that? I could see some corndogs, one of those big summer sausages and a three-piece chicken.