With the postman gone, David had prepared some drinks. By drinks he diddnt mean handing a beer out to everyone, as they had proven they wouldn't drink the fine liquor of... Lamb Market own brand. So, instead to garente fun and craziness... he had spiked the drinks, spiked the food, in fact he spiked anything he could get his hands on while the rest of them were away at the van and not here watching him. It would be victimless crime as what teenager doesn't want to get off their tits drunk. Jogging over to Matt he offered him a beer. "You wanna join us? You gotta get through two beers in 15 seconds. Understood?" This was true, in order to become friends with the cooler crowd he would have to get hammered to show he can have a good time. "Don't worry about these Scrooges, they just don't want to have a good time!"

Mr Davidson was standing in the driveway, angry as hell could be. "Well no one told me! I took the house to have some quiet! Now I have Venesa the problem child living next door!" he was angry now, why would no one tell him? He should punch her! Show her who is boss! But he wont, no problem child should go through that. "Just be careful getting this stuff in! I heard that the step up is a bit steep!" Turning around to Sarah "And if your going around red-lake, check on David will you? He stole the liquor and I fear he is up to no good."