He opened the garage door, set his phone up to play some music while he worked. He heard the door close next door and then Jasmine was standing at the...overhead garage door. She looked at Brock before he saw her and decide she liked what she saw. Then Brock noticed her and said, Well good morning. Good Morning to you too, Brock. She said. Brock asked her if she had fun last night and she looked down at the floor and said, Yeah I guess so. She had her Uncle and that whole disaster on her mind.. And I started letting some of my personal comments slip in here and there. It was going pretty well. Until someone recognized me.It didn't help that I used the same nickname I've had since high school. That's where I knew him from. He sent an email saying that he thought he knew me... some of the names and bits of the stories sounded familiar to him. Turns out he did know me, in fact he used to date a friend of mine in high school. We had got along pretty well, and it was all very surprising. , what you need is some old guy—with one foot in the grave; and the other foot on a banana peel." And you know just such a guy, right?" she laughed, seeing the humor in our conversation and starting to enjoy it."Yeah... ," I laughed, "if I thought it would do me any good, I'd go right out and invest in a banana."She laughed. "Are you saying you have one foot in the grave?" Are you kidding—I may look old but everything about me is in working order."With a mischievous little smile she. "Okay," said one of the green smurfs, "She's definitely pissed off."Looking around, she realized she was not inside the Smurf Village clearing, but underneathtall cylinder-like trees that were creepyto the core. Insteadof grass, the ground was just ordinary dirt, the dirt felt like it had been pound in bysome hard force. The air, smelled more like feces androtten eggs than flowers and berries she had imagined. Had her confidence deceived her? Hell yeah."The birdyis angry!" cried one of the.