They seemed to be in some sort of conflict with a band of Survivors from the Los Angeles area that were well-armed and led by a man with knowledge of ...ilitary tactics. There was also a small town of what appeared to be survivors under the leadership of a detachment of Looters from the highway band.The colonel was upset that the combined Looter-Survivor organization outnumbered his unit by almost two to one. Still, he knew the two groups did not work well together and if he could defeat one of. You had to be 21 and Iwas only 19 so I couldn't get in, legally and theywere TOUGH on IDs there. They served meals anddrinks there, and also there was some exotic dancingthat went on, or so I had heard.Well, she tooled on into that parking lot like sheowned it and parked that Mustang right next to theback door. She jumped out and squealed at me,"Come ON, honey! We haven't even STARTED on thisnight yet! Believe me, when this night is over,you're gonna know SO much more than you ever dreamedyou. My mother was not saying anything, just letting them work on getting their courage up. The coffee and tea came. We passed it around and the ladies started drinking it. The effect the coffee had in itself seemed amazing. I later found out that the AI was worried and had added a tasteless stimulant and something to reduce their fear to the drinks.The AI knew the ladies were going through some pretty serious problems and needed my help. It also knew just how scared the ladies were. I did not need. ” He glanced at me, chuckled to himself,”Well, well, the little pup thinks he”s big enough to take on the master, does he? suddenly his hand shot out, overturning the kitchen table, and he started walking toward me stomping his feet. I guess that was supposed to scare hell out of me, but all it did was make me mad that he had scared hell out of Mom.I took a step toward him, swinging around sideways and brought the bat around in a good swing, at about half of my strength, right on his left.