"Oh, you have visitors. That's why I woke you."Monica was stunned. "Visitors? For us?" That's what I was told. They're at the main entrance."Monica tr...anslated for Theresa. The both headed for the entrance.At the doorway, were three of Monica's other aunts. One, Consuela, was on her mother's side, and Theresa's sister. The other two, Jessica and Fiona, were on her father's side.Fiona was only five years older than Monica. Jessica, ten. They were both tall and slender, like Monica, but had full. She had it hidden in her shoe. Only a gram. She was not a professional liar by any means. She was nervous and giggly. She would be caught. As they approached the airport Amy asked her if she was going to try to get it through security. She told her she was.The bag check-in went smoothly. The next step was security. The first three girls easily got through. Francine was getting paranoid and starting to sweat profusely. It was if a sign on her face said smuggler. She looked around. But he wasn't yet ready to talk to Madoka, so he left just as Quickly as he'd Arrived, the Qualifying Tournament for Japan's Team would be Tomorrow, so He had to Make sure His Equipment and Beys were in Pristine Condition, one good thing that stuck with him from his childhood was the need to Keep his Beys in Excellent Condition, because there were no excuses that could excuse an Unmanaged and Poorly Serviced Bey. He went to his Old Spot, But found it had been Occupied in his Absence by the. It looked like I was in the wrong room. This wasn't the hotel room that Al and I were sharing. It looked like the same wallpaper and décor, but it definitely wasn't the same room.Had I wandered into the wrong room by mistake in a drunken haze and passed out? That was a definite possibility. I tried to replay the events of last night, especially the end.I remembered Al and I had stumbled into an interesting little club that had some of the most exotic looking women in the place that I had ever.