"Oh good, you've got my muggacino - I'm ready for that - and poffertjes too! Haven't had those since the last National. Excellent!" JennyO sat down and started to scoff them. Seats were found for Chongo, JC and the Aesthete. "Not bad, that goats cheese salad." mumbled JC. "Sorry we took so long." said JennyO between bites, "We had a bit of trouble keeping track of Chongo when he got lost in the wrong leg of the Trousers of Time."

"So what are we going to do?" asked freda. "We can't just barge in there. She's a big girl you know. I'm sure she can take care of herself. I say we should leave her alone."

"Aw, I dunno", said JennyO, "She's been acting very strangely ever since that weirdo came on the scene. And did you see those bite marks on her neck? And how about that rare steak she had the other day? I thought she was a vegetarian!"

Jennie G spoke up - "That guy she's with gives me the creeps. Did you know he tried to pick me up the other night? Himself came along just at the right moment. Otherwise....." She shuddered. "You don't know what he might be into - blood sacrifices maybe!"

At this, JC and the Aesthete pricked up their ears. "Blood sacrifices!" exclaimed JC. "Do you suppose they might have a goat up there? Maybe we should just go and have a look!"

Chongo looked ready to burst. "Whatsa matter with all you guys?" he shouted. "This dame is supposed to be your friend, and you're all down here drinking coffee and chatting, and she could be in danger right NOW!"