“NOOOOOO!” Rita almost yelled. “Were done making bets with you two for a while.” “Since we won the bet we expect you to pay up on whatever w... want,” I said. “As long as its not too ridiculous, we will. Since there's nothing left to see here I'm going to bed, and I suggest you all do too,” mom said. “After what they just went through you know that's not gonna happen,” Aunt Lisa said. “Hey we don't need sex, but it is a nice perk, a really nice perk,” I said. “Yeah yeah, enjoy this feeling while. As Banzai started a looping turn I yelled, "What's the plan?"He yelled back, "We're going to first hit them from the front so you can take out the lead vehicle. Then we'll move along the side of the convoy and concentrate on the tanks."I yelled, "You do remember the RPGs won't take out a tank don't you?"He yelled back, "Yeah, but you might blow the treads off them."He yelled a final time, "Here we go!"Then he took the Frankenmonster out of stealth mode, put on The Battle of New Orleans (damn. Why don't you two lock up the BMW and climb into my rig. I'll give you a ride to Ritzville. You can arrange transportation to Spokane from there and Helen can make arrangements to get the car taken care of. You'll be able to get to Spokane with plenty of time. That sound OK with you folks?" Oh my god, man! You've saved my life," from the husband.Helen smiled gratefully at me. I had them fetch their suitcases then led them to the motorhome. As I expected, Gerry took the passenger seat up front. " Taylor thought as she wondered what was in it. "Only one way to find out." she added. It turned out to be the invitation to the Halloween Ball Kathleen had been talking about. The Ball was being given by something called the Sean McMurphy Memorial Fund. Taylor had never heard of before. She had, however, heard of the Grand Astoria Hotel, which the invitation showed as the site of the Ball. Only last week, Taylor had read an article about the multi-million dollar restoration of the old hotel.