<div class="floatleft">(https://iv1.lisimg.com/image/3335904/420full-asdis-ran.jpg)</div><strong>Code Name</strong>: Sasquach<br/><strong>Real Name</strong>: Wanda Langowski<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Road Trip<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Monday the 7th of September (2015) - 5:00 PM<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Warpath<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Dagastino’s Resturant<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Wearing</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRobTgfkRhhPnPsgvcRf50sCdm6s3FAefVfu_3669ScvqZd7YGc)</div></div><hr/><br/>"Perelli," Wanda held up a hand and started to shift just enough to bare a claw that she drug across his table, leaving a furrow an inch deep and a curl of mahogany in her wake.. "You might have a chance if I was just Wanda Langowski, but if I go Sasquach, I'm going to feed you this lovely table and all the flatware and cutlery on it."  She stepped back to see how Warpath was doing.<br/><br/>"How are things going? You need the quarterback or is my favorite tight end having fun and just wants to show off for me?" She said with a teasing me.