<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/SVKSzAo.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Laila Rogers<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Mother<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main floor - Great room terrace<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Richard<br/><br/>Laila laughed briefly at Richard's counter-joke, proceeding to take another sip before speaking again, responding to what Richard had pointed out, namely the sound of a helicopter landing. The puddle-jumpers didn't make nearly the same level of noise, so there was no doubt about what it was.<br/><br/><strong>"Yeah, it is"</strong>Laila confirmed, agreeing with Richard on the matter of the vacation. Indeed it would be an interesting vacation to say the least. She felt pretty certain that their two kids that brought along second halves had informed theirs about how the island vacation would be... Practiced, mainly because she didn't expect that any of them wanted their second half to die of a heart attack. And even if they were informed about it, unless they grew up with it, they would likely feel discomfort and a lack of ease, something that Laila definitely understood, it was if they managed to deal with it or not that was the question. She took another sip of her drink, hearing commotion outside.<strong>"Sounds like they are at the doorstep. Do you think we should go and open the door for them?"</strong>She asked, looking over at Richard.<br/><br/>