"Funny business?  Me?  Puh-leeze..."  I murmur, shooing him away.  After some quick paperwork, I slide my chair out from my desk, and grab the keys for the dune buggy.  "Oh, by the way, if there's a fourth of July party that you want to invite me to, let me know..."  I wink and run out the door before he can respond.<br/><br/>I fire up the dune buggy and take off down the sands, feeling the cool ocean breeze in my face, my hair flowing out behind me.  Times like these are when I<em>really</em>feel nostalgic...<br/><br/>"Now where is Sam..."  I think out loud as I ride down the beach, keeping a sharp eye out.