Beth's in white and looks like ice cream - sweet and tasty and so good you don't care who sees you eatin' it. Evans looks like somebody hit him with a...brick - until Uncle Charles has a conversation with him. I know for a fact Uncle Charles owns a gun; judging by the way he tries not to touch Beth on the way out the door, I'll bet Evans has seen it.As soon as the door closes, Aunt Elizabeth lights into him "Charles Walker McElroy, what did you say to that boy?" Just what he needed to know." He. A candle lit meal for three.We had chillout music playing in the background that reminded us of out clubbing days while we ate, drank and talked about life, loves and all things Australian. After the meal the dishwasher made quick work of everything as we relaxed once again with our bellies full and another bottle or red. Conversation flowed so easily with our tiny group as I relaxed into a beanbag chair while Paul and Sarah conversed on the sofa.Sarah started to become quiet and curled up next. Defeating this black monster with the strange symbol on its hood would require firepower, pure and simple.Max argued that the monster's main guns were obviously damaged or out of ammunition. His snowmobile was faster and more maneuverable. The armored machine would not be able to run him over. Max reveled in the thought of playing a high stakes version of bullfighting. Instead of swords, he would use a grenade launcher to kill the metal bull. His status among the men would become mythical.. When the first people arrived at the cottages shortly after I had touched up the paintwork, just the paintwork despite there being a clear offer of other things, Brian was delighted to find that his systems worked, and worked very well. Unfortunately it didn’t produce anything of any interest, partly because the couple who were staying there were in their sixties and didn’t do anything ‘interesting’, and remained largely covered by clothing. So he was all set for when ‘more interesting’ people.