Hot Stuff Coming
Little did they know, that they'd soon be part of the picnic themselves. Inviting the superficially nice but slightly odd looking italian guy would...
– Hey, your sideburns are as big as mine.
– I'm sorry, Liesl, but this is not going to work. It's not you. It's your car.
– You can hide in here, in this, uh, shelter, while I fetch a car.