"Need some help there?" Dan shouted across to Liana "I have some spare plastic from my tent, I'll trade it for some metal sheets"
"I don't need any help" Liana said angrily
"After the whole metal throwing disaster, I think you do"
"I'm fine"
"Tell you what. Help me get a few seats out from the wreckage, I'll build your tent"
"OK then" Liana replied "But you've got to help get rid of the bodies"
"How the hell am I supposed to do that?"
"That's your problem"
"Hey wait a second. What's with the attitude? What did I do?"
"You pissed me off" Liana shouted
"When?"
"This morning! I am trying to build a tent and there you are chuckling over your damn breakfast"
"Well I'm sorry if you TRYING to build a tent was funny"
"You are such an..."
"Wait" Dan interupted
"I, er, think we have got off on the wrong foot. Lets just... start again OK."
"What?" Liana questioned
"Well it looks like we are going to be here for a while, and I'm not a fan of screaming at the top of my voice, so lets start again. I'm Dan Thompson, originally from London, moved to the States a few years ago"
Liana looked at Dan as if he was up to something.
"I'm Liana Bryan, and I'm from America as well"
"OK then, now were all cool, lets get some seats and I might just give you a few beers to go with it"
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