Dan watched his father and sister with mild bemusement, Kath had always been a daddy’s girl and when the two of them were together he might as well be invisible unless he made his presence announced.<br/>“I’ll set the table I guess,” he said watching the two of them move around each other, his father was pretty frisky tonight and Dan was happy to see that things were harmonious once again.<br/>He went to the drawers near the oven and produced 9 sets of cutlery, amazed at his mother’s foresight in buying a full dining set when they moved here.<br/>Speaking of his mom, Dan watched as Merry glanced in, a bloodied strap on in one hand before she turned and headed to the basement.<br/>“Well that answers my question,” he thought holding a thick bundle of steak knives “I wonder how Liz will be this evening though,”<br/>He entered the dining room the long table reminding him of just how many relatives tended to hang around here, it was a regular bus depot sometimes for company and Dan liked that.<br/>With the places set he returned to the kitchen and pulled out two bottles of Soda they had in the fridge.<br/>“Hey Dad, Sis?” he asked the two politely “Are we just soda tonight or do you want me to pull something out of the other fridge for you?”<br/>He motioned towards the basement, where the second fridge held the Fisher family liquor.<br/>He tapped his bare foot on cold tiled floor hoping to snap the two from their trance long enough to get an answer.<br/><br/>