Ah, good ol' kinda-girlfriend-thing of Nichole's brother. Who could forget her?
Jeff carefully - carefully - organizes his night's project.
Nice little action shot of Nichole taking a lunge at Jarrin, and him taking it.
Ah, good ol' kinda-girlfriend-thing of Nichole's brother, and Nichole's brother. Glad they could make it.
And here's them, and Nichole, and XN (transfixed by the Great TV In The Sky).
Ashley grins, Ryan smokes, 433 gropes, and XN thought he was smiling. Guess not.
Courtney discovers the danger of eating way too much shrimp cocktail all at once.
433 pokes through the available meat selection and decides on a dinner...
Jeff's rockin' out, XN is phase-shifting again, and the cute Chinese chick is warming up an apple. I think it's traditional.
Ha! Now it's Martin and Sasha who shift out of phase, and XN notes the rapid descent of the Great TV In The Sky.
Oh, that Christel! She's so ... cold! And hungry! So very hungry.
The inevitable conclusion to Ashley's delicious maple-marinated catfish.
Later, we all enjoyed a small bonfire; some of us obviously preferred to loom over it like deposed tyrants.
In this domestic sylvan setting friends find peace and warmth by the fireside. Aww!
While indoors, drunken revelry is about to escalate into something worse! Ryan and Troy are bystanders.
Sasha churlishly retains her apple crisp, and Christel pretends to be interested in whatever she's saying.
Ah, finally! It's jodi! Jodi's here! Hey, look everyone, it's jodi! Hi, jodi!
XN admires his boots among the fallen leaves. Take Zen where you can find it, he says.
Troy and Sasha find their way out of the house and socialize in the inky darkness.
Mike is only too happy to offer jodi some sausage. ...We'll leave it at that.
And finally, Jeff beds down in the leaves for a winterlong nap!
"Jodi, please tell Sasha it's time to cut open the apple crisp and share it with everyone..."
