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"Okay... So there's... Evania, Jemimah, Fabian, Micah, Jordan, and Miranda..." Jericho trailed off as he checked off names on a notepad, sitting casually in the drivers seat, his foot tapping to a local radio station that was bursting throughout the park from a monster boombox. He had to love those things, despite the unneeded volume, they were quite amusing to see just laying around making music and noise for all around them to hear.

He was in a park near the strip of hotels and restaurants that were made specifically for people that were visiting. "Shall I pick them up alphabetically? If so, last name or first name?" He muttered in response, and groaned, "All right then! Might as well just look at the areas." He shook his head at himself and pulled out a thin binder, holding laminated sheets of the addresses that Jericho would pick everyone up in.

"Evania's just a few... seconds down the street, everyone's past the diner at the corner... All right, Evania, Micah, Jemima, Jordan, aaaand Fabian. Humm, And then I'll see if there are any more stragglers that could make it with us. But first! I should get the beds and seats ready." Done with his speech, Jericho stood up abruptly and pulled out a few beds and mattresses, all covered in newly cleaned stark white bed spreads. He grinned, satisfied, and pulled out a few pillows for the couches that lined the bus, dodging the Island counters that took up the middle of the aisle. He then placed a few wax fruit bowls in the center of every few feet or so of counter. Jericho nodded, looking at his handiwork, and turned to the drivers seat.

Soon, a few moments later, he was parked in front of a diner and placed a laminated pass on the front window saying, American government parking approval. He smiled, thanking his mother silently for entering a government related job a few years back. "Is there an Evania here?" He called out when he entered the diner...