Lara: We were trying to explain eighties music to the girl whos been under a rock for twenty-five years.

Kit: Well now the doctor is in, how about you let me handle that?

Kit went on into the finer points of the eighties. Laras desperate move with the laptop managed to not only save them from a miserable night of silence, but also gave them something to laugh about.

Jenny: And then came the worse debauchery even know to man!

Shane: What was that?

Jenny: Boy Bands!.

Everyone laughed and Shane just sat licking the blood from one of several cuts on her hands.

Shane: What wrong with having guys in your band.

They all looked at Shane in horror and just shook their heads. Jenny held up two fingers in a cross and then went back to rewriting Bettes letters in calligraphy on the linen paper they had laid out. Dash slowly got up and walked off to smoke a cigarette in the backyard. Everyone looked at Shane as she sat with her head down talking.

Shane: I dont get what the problem is, I mean if they could sing and everyone loved them why does it matter that….What?

Shane looked up to see everyone looking at her. She looked around and Marina pointed to the vacant seat next to her. Shane let out a sigh and walked out to the backyard. She spotted Dash sitting on the picnic bench with her hood on. She saw Achilles kneeling at her side as she stroked his green head.

Dash: Look I know I made a commitment, but I ….can you please just come get me, I can come back tomorrow…..Ill figure something out, I can sleep at the House of….please….

Shane noticed Dash had her hand to her ear and realized she was talking on her cell phone she had given her earlier that day. For the first time she didnt really care about the thing at all. Shane walked over and took the phone from Dashs ear causing her to jump. She held the phone to her ear and heard the deep baritone of Vans voice finishing one of his many quotes on responsibility and commitment.