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That would have to change...Anthony stopped them in front of the glass doors, pulling out his cell phone to check the time. A bit after noon. Once everyone's batteries ran dead, there'd be no way to tell time. He was almost looking forward to that.Alicia was bouncing up and down."Come on! I have to go!" A couple others nodded in agreement, getting a chuckle from him. Anthony looked over at Nona and Daium."OK, we're here. Daium, there's no power at the moment, so it's going to be cold, and a bit dark. After we do some human stuff, we'll sit down and, while we eat, exchange information with each other. OK?"Nona conveyed the message the best she could. The creature cocked her head a bit, reaching up to adjust her glasses, then nodded at him. Good. That settled that. For now. With a smile at their new friend, he turned and unlocked the front door and led them in.Once through the foyer, Alicia, Melinda, and Tammy made a mad dash towards the back of the store and the restrooms. They only. "You're not in the city now."Nicole opened her door to find a smiling couple standing on the front porch.The woman was holding a bottle of wine the man a gift-wrapped box. Nicole didn't get time to speak before the woman reached out to grip her hand shaking it warmly."Oh hello darling I'm Madison; I live four houses up," and she pointed to where a dark Winnebago sat on another immaculate drive. However Nicole could see the jet-black vehicle had slipped onto the front lawn its wheels tearing chucks in two railway line scars.Nicole cocked her head, smiling, a little confused by the erratic parking and Madison shrugged her shoulders." I know! Mr B is such an awful driver." She then gave a quick wave to the car enthusiast over the road; who in turn raised his head to look then returned to his washing."Mr B?" Nicole asked thankful she had an opportunity to speak at last. Then the other visitors spoke."She means me my dear; we're the Buggerman's. And this excited creature is my wife."He.
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