Desmond was amused at her rich laughter while he held the saucepan over the fire to let their food warm up. " Well there are four of us on the island. Sorry were. Now there are seven. " he said correcting himself before continuing. " there is Tony, then Charlie, then Elijah and then.." he then leaned in to kiss her lightly on the cheek. " yours truly...two years ago Charlie  took us all out on a plane ride. He had recently got his license. Tony his best friend. Elijah was Charlie's sister Rachel's ex. Rachel used to be a lame fuck, i think that why they divorced. " he said those last words in deep thoughts stroking his chin. " lame fuck. wonder if that could be presented in the court of law for divorce. " he smiled at his own thoughts before continuing. " anyways I was good friends with Eli, so he invited me over. It was supposed to be a two hour flight but our plane crashed here and ever since that day we been stuck. well Eli and Charlie are great guys. Charlie is more like a brother to me. Tony is a good guy too but we ain't that close. that is our story. " the food in the saucepan was warm enough now and he slowly took it away from the fire. " what is your story...i know your ship crashed in the storm and you and your friends ..are now here...i saw ya guys from the cliffs and i was praying to God...lord let them not be lesbians..not lesbians lord..."