The kid ducked the question, in a far too obvious way. "Right..." Belle shrugged and made a mental note to come back to it later. She was torn between the injustice of the kid not having even half a chance - she clearly had no home to go to else why be evasive? - And the possibility that telling someone might make things worse for the kid. It was a horrid thought, but Bell was used to horrid thoughts, that Taz might actually be better off in prison. At least she'd have regular meals, a roof over her head, clean clothes and access to a shower. What was the line from that song? Ah yes...<i>Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to loose.</i><br/><br/>Belle was still manoeuvring herself into her chair. When she was seated, she noticed Taz was sitting staring hungrily at the plate, but hadn't touched it. "Hey, I'm impressed by yer good manners, kid, but we don't stand on ceremony in this house. Tuck in 'fore it goes cold!" She took her own advice and began shovelling the food down her throat as fast as she could. With her plate clean, she washed it down with water and belched loudly, then sat back. "So... You wanna hear about my travels and stuff?" She grinned. "The kitchen's no place for yacking. Let's sit outside in the yard..." The yard turned out to be three acres of lawn, with a swimming pool, a hot tub, a tennis court and a large shed that housed the sit-on lawn mower. Belle led her 'guest' over to a couple of sun loungers by the pool, lay back on one, popped a pair of shades on her face and heaved a deep, contented sigh. "So... let's see. What's the most exciting place I've ever been... Probably Vietnam. We played there twice, once for the troops during the war, that was very early in our career, 1973 to be precise. Then we went back in 1998, twenty five years later. It's now a beautiful country..."<br/><br/>Belle did enjoy talking and having an almost literal "captive audience" made it hard for her to resist. She talked about the '98 tour of the far east, that had been to Thailand, Singapore, Malaysia, Cambodia, South Korea and Japan as well as Vietnam. "The one thing that annoyed us most on that tour was that Indonesia refused us a performance visa. But when we were in Singapore we all got on this big boat with our instruments and sailed right up as close as we could to Batam City in Indonesia without crossing the border, and we played the loudest concert ever, of all our raunchiest songs!" She laughed. "They couldn't stop us, the Singapore Navy was there and kept the Indonesians from bugging us!"<br/><br/>She told another anecdote about the bands performance in Tokyo, where a protestor had leapt onto the stage shouting homophobic vitriol in broken English, only to have the five of them pounce on him, strip him naked and throw him back into the crowd. "It was in the early days of personal video recorders, way before mobile phones had cameras in them. But the footage is there on the internet, someone uploaded it!" She smirked. "Serves the bastard right if you ask me!" She sighed and noticed the sun had moved significantly. "Hey, Tiz-taz, Check what the time is would ya? I should probably phone lumpy-rude and tell her you did a sterling job of making my lunch and polishing a wooden table, and keeping me from dying of boredom!"