[hider=Plattsburgh 07:00am] It was early morning and Stan awoke with a start still sitting in the chair of the foyer. A volkswagon hatchback had rolled into the parking lot. He recognised it, got to his feet and strode forward, through the glass door and into the lot. Ian and William were just getting out of the car.
"Welcome, welcome. I guess it was a crazy journey?"
"Yes, sort of. Everyone in the country decided to move around like musical chairs was the safest thing to do." Said Ian in his trademark sardonic humour.
"Well come in, we've got some sweet potatoe soup left in the kitchen that you can warm up. Most everyones asleep... well atleast i think they are... I was..."
"Hi Will, hi Addison" he waved as they disembarked unloaded things from the car.
A little while later and they had warmed up some leftover soup, mugs of tea and bread. 
Ian, who preferred not to talk to the young men had no other choice but to make small talk. "Well so what exactly's the plan here, we stay in the community centre, have wars like mad max with other groups over important things like sheep?"
Stan hesitated and then said "Well... i was thinking we could croft, like some of the old places up in the highlands. Deer, wild birds. You could even do some fishing... we have a boat."
"Ah, good... ive been planning a fishing holiday." said the Engineer as he drank some more tea.
"Soo...." Addison began folding her arms and rolling her eyes. "Hows the family been?" 
"Everyones holding together hoping this will be over soon... we'll be expecting some more people."
"How many more?"
"Well theres plenty on the membership list. As many as turn up i suppose. A dozen or so???"
William let out a sigh as he tapped on his ipad. "Internets' still slow."
"Well, we have a computer room already set up, just off to the side of the foyer. Bradley and Lewis were setting up a computer last night. You dont know Lewis but hes from the other side of the family. Professional Drummer." William raised his eyebrows but then went back to his glum teenage look and then slunk off from the table to go find the others.
"Dont mind him. SO. Is there any jobs we can do?" Said Addison. Addison who had, of all things grown up on a sailing boat travelling the world with her father who as ex-military officer but somehow made domestic bliss look second nature with Ian.
"Its fine. Besides he hasnt had any sleep... neither of you have. Just get yourselfs ensconced and at home and i'll show you the boat later."
"What kind of boat is this we're talking about? Wooden barrel? Upturned bucket? Powered by blueberries?" said Ian.
"Oh... its a zoidiac." Stan said, not sure how to react to the joke.[/hider]