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Samson walks behind Julia and she leads him to the bedroom, shows him the bathroom and
provides a towel to him.

Samson: Thanks, You’re really sweet. I hope you didn’t mind anything I said this evening. I
didn’t mean to disrespect any of yours or Arnold’s opinions.

Julia: Oh no problem at all, even though we have healthy debating conversations many times,
I don’t mind and he won’t mind either. Just relax yourselves and feel at home.

Samson leans and kisses Julia rather spontaneously, it doesn’t seem he does it consciously.
Suddenly realising and springing back. Julia stares at her in surprise and anguish and leaves
the room with an angry dash as it seems. Samson goes inside the bathroom and Julia to the
kitchen. After a while they all meet at the dinner table. Julia looks at Samson and suddenly
shifts her gaze without saying anything.

Arnold: Umm…these steaks are delicious darling. You really have some sort of magic in your
hands.

Samson listens to this and then looks at Julia, who also looks at Samson and an eye contact
develops which is rather uncanny and awkward. They both look down instantly. There are
rumbles of thunder outside and the clouds are growing in strength and number continuously.
There seems to be heavy rain impending.

Arnold: There there, Nature seems to have got angry at Sam, with all those things you said
this evening. Haha you better watch out tonight hahaha.

Samson: Well, I sure will Arnold but it’s just some rain and gone till morning. Good enough
for us to have a barbeque breakfast tomorrow morning, and then off to work.

Arnold: Ah yes how could I miss the purpose of your life? Sure sure…we’ll see you off to
work with a delicious barbeque breakfast then.

There is a thunderous loud cracking sound outside and winds begin to intensify gradually but
strongly. The dinner is finished and all of them have just got up from the dinner table,
preparing for bed.

Arnold: Honey, take all of the stuff from the deck inside, it’s going to be rough weather
tonight.

Julia: Sure Arnold. We have some expensive chandeliers outside…I’ll just bring them in. In
the meantime, would you please arrange the guest room for Samson, with all the quilts and
duvets he’ll be needing?

Arnold: Sure honey. Though his innocent self thinks it’ll just be a mild downpour, He’s our
guest and it’s our responsibility to make him feel at home. I’ll provide him with all of those
extra quilts.

Saying this Arnold takes all the extra quilts and takes them to the guest room. Samson
looking a bit off welcomes Arnold and they discuss this evening’s debate and apologize to
each other. Julia shouts from the deck and both of them rush outside. They see a massive and
gigantic wave approaching the shore and are dumbstruck with shock and fear. Arnold shouts

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