"When the hell was this decided?" I ask laughing in truth I was poorly dressed. I'd taken up welding after the event and had been working on new vesrions of the Roswell I was in T-shirt, Flannel & Jeans. Covered in smoke and coal. We'd been at it all day. Or at least I had I'd told them I'd be poorly dressed for this. I did the hands on work and Abby the more office type so she was all dressed up. "Anyway, yeah let's go." I say and look at Arlo. "Go find your grandfather." I pat his head and he dashes out. "Just don't ditch at the alter or their will be hell to pay." I grin as I push open the door and wait for him. People were in a mix of suits and regular clothes. A lot of the former NTN members where here.
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