Father: *shaking from coffee poisening* Rosa? Rosa good heavens girls what are you doing out in the rain at a time like this? Quick, come inside, get those wet things off...or, no, don't do that....just...get them dry...and...what are you doing here? And would you like some coffee? And Vic doesn't live here, but Viq does, and Vic is out at sea, but Viq is under the table, and tea is gross and coffee is nice, and I think I have had a little too much and...*colapses onto Rosa*