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Message: <blockquote data-quote="stevew" data-source="post: 103712" data-attributes="member: 130">Lucas steps out on the back porch where John Ross in his heavy lambskin coat sips on a bourbon.  “What’s the noise?” he asks, referring to the techno music blaring from the arena. “The kids are throwing Jack an engagement rave.”“I see.  And we’re too old to attend.”“I don’t know about you but I feel like I am.  So no Huda tonight?”“No.  Haven’t heard from her since dinner the other night.” “Probably best.   Just another Ewing enemy.”“Yeah.  Seemed to want to blame you for putting her brother.”“And pilfering her county’s oil reserves.  Never mind most of her people lived in poverty under her father.”“So you seem to be making your own enemies.”“Yea well I stopped caring what other people thought of me a long time ago.”“The Wendells.”“Stupid.  They kept sinking so much into that company it’s their own fault they’re broke.  Hell a little kid knows about all the eggs in one basket thing.”“That’s true.  I heard the Lee’s are gunning for you.  Word has it, you set up West Star.”“I don’t much care about gossip either.  Just looking for someone to blame and the Ewing’s are always it.  You better get use to it, if you’re going to go by the name Ewing.”  Out in the arena, all the equipment cleared out, the giant space turned into a dance floor, twenty somethings dance like they’re in a big city club.  Steven sits up at a extra long makeshift bar.  Jack and Amy dance in the middle off the room, more like engaging in foreplay. Amy leans into him, hands on both cheeks, pulling his ear to her lips.  “Remember what I said.  You feel the need to screw around, just don’t embarrass me or I’ll embarass you.”  She then swats his ass. Karin pulls an awkward Steven out to dance with her. A guy hands Ellie a drink.  “You say this down.” She looks at a guy standing behind him as she takes it.  The guy shakes his head ‘no.’  Ellie offers it back and says, “No thank you.  You drink it.”“No I don’t like it.”“I insist.”“No.  I don’t want it.”“Then I’ll just keep it, get it tested.”“Why?  For what?” “See what you added to it.”“You can’t prove I added anything to it.”Ellie smiles.  “Lots of people have tried put one over on my family, you can visit ‘em in the cemetery and find out, we didn’t need proof.” “What the hell Ellie.”“Your choose.  Drink it, show me I don’t have anything to worry about or find out what happens when my friends get a hold of this.” The guy takes it, shaking he considers it, then downs it.</blockquote>

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