Michel  nodded his head in a way to say thank you. Michel had gotten some bread in his system. He looked around. "well when day passes, we can start heading for my house. I think i can get a private jet." he said. He thinks "do you know what a jet is? Its a thing that takes one person to any where within hours... If you know what a plane is then that is what it is like." he thinks talking to himself "planes back then were probally different then today." he thinks for awhile. He looks at his ceil phone thinking how long the sun would go down. Messages appeared and voice mails ringed in. He opened his phoneto listen then sighed. While waiting for night to come he returned his messages he had and made some lyes off where he was.