The two of them went to the house to get changed and the rest of us headed back to the planet.  I turned to watch as they walked in both in stunning suits that I had come to associate with them. Andy in a white number and Rachel in black they truly were night and day. Two beings so different but one does not exist without the other. They came over and the night began as we all fell about laughing at a more detailed account of their criminal activities and Andy told of her time behind bars I should have seen that where these two were concerned the trouble was only just beginning and we were just going to be dragged along for the ride but for the time being I just settled and enjoyed the company of my great friend both old and new.

Much later that night:

———-Shane———

Jesus Christ these girls could drink we had been here for four hours and they were still going strong. I hate to admit it but I have already had to start skipping round and I am still having trouble talking let alone when I try to stand up. Yet at least I know that I am way past my limit, which I admit is nowhere near as high as it used to be, and have slowed down. Yet it appears that the rest of my group have sailed past their limits, which were never that high and have no intention of slowing down.

And there they were at the centre of it our new friends. I felt I had known them for so much longer than the few days I actually had and I cared deeply for them already which everyone knows is something I rarely do especially after such a short period of time. But I did they had been through so much and somehow when they were on the edge they had stumbled into our live and we had helped them to find their way back to each other. We all knew that there was still a lot for them to work through but it was Friday night so what the *****. I ordered us all another round of shots and gave in to the alcohol.