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Drama Nation - Episode 4, Part 1 - Where Did You Find This Lemonade?

"Last time on Drama Nation," Chris began the recap of the previous episode. "The town council tried to enforce some order in Gemini by introducing a police force, made up of military man Brick, Jasmine the giant, Owen the giant but in a different way, and Duncan…the criminal. Yeah, they had some slim pickings."

Replays of Tyler and Cody getting injured were shown.

"Brick and Jasmine busted Izzy for juggling chickens, Samey got an authentic taste of prison life, and Owen groped Leshawna, which we can't show or the Canadian Intelligence would be on our ass."

"During the showdown, Dawn impressed the green district with her weird animal whispering powers," Chris said. "But she was no match for Heather, who basically got three girls to be her personal slaves. Her plan worked, because she became the third recipient of the $50,000 gold star. But not the phone-call, unfortunately."

The screen showed Heather hanging up the phone and beginning to tear up.

"9 days down, 31 to go," Chris said. "Who will go to jail? Who will get the next gold star? And when will my assistant get me my latte? Find out tonight on Drama…Nation!"


"Bye. Come again," Katie said as she waved off DJ and Geoff.

She and Sadie both took deep sighs.

"Whew, working in a bar is exhausting," Sadie said. "I don't think I want to work in a real one."

"Easy for you to say. Your parents are paying for your college," Katie remarked.

"Hey, shut up," Sadie giggled, giving her a light punch.

"Let's have a drink each before we go," Katie suggested.

"Good idea," Sadie agreed. "What would you like?"

"Lemonade, please," Katie said.

"I'll have that too," said Sadie, taking a glass bottle of lemonade off the shelf. She poured a glass for Katie, and then sighed as the bottle dripped empty.

"Here, I'll help you find some more," Katie offered, and the two of them scanned through the shelves. "Here it is."

She picked up a rusty can and poured some clear liquid into a glass. "There you go."

"Thanks," Sadie grinned. The two of them clinked glasses. "Cheers."

The two girls downed their glasses, when suddenly Sadie stopped and began choking.

"Oh my gosh, Sadie! Are you alright?" Katie asked.

Sadie stopped choking and moaned in pain. "IH BURHS! IH BURHS!"

Katie screamed and ran outside.

"Guys! Come quick! Sadie's in pain!" she yelled, jumping up and down.


Courtney and Bridgette rushed to tend Sadie, who had since thrown up, while Eva and DJ approached Katie.

"What happened?" DJ asked.

"I don't know. Sadie choked on some lemonade, and then she started screaming. It was, like, a really painful scream," Katie said, visibly crying.

"And where did you find this lemonade?" Eva asked, her arms crossed.

"Uh…on the bottom shelf. It was in a red can," Katie told them, pointing at the counter.

Eva marched over to the counter, and picked up the can. "This it?"

Katie nodded.

Eva tilted her head and took a sniff. "Katie! This is bleach!" she screeched.


Most of the town gathered around as a large black man in a nurse's outfit rolled Sadie on a stretcher into an ambulance. Katie was bawling on Lindsay's shoulder.

"Is she going to be alright?" Courtney asked the nurse.

"She'll be flown out to get her stomach pumped. She should be back in 2 days," the nurse replied.

With that, he shut the double doors, and the ambulance drove off.

Katie howled even harder.

Heather, 15, Ontario: I thought Lindsay was the dumbest person here, but even she knows the difference between bleach and lemonade.

Katie was still crying as the remaining yellow girls settled down in their bunkhouse.

"Katie, you'll be fine. She'll be back a couple of days," Courtney sighed.

"Two whole days!" Katie sobbed. "I've never been away from Sadie for that long."

"Really?" Heather asked with a raised eyebrow. "Hasn't she ever gone on holiday? Or had a family emergency or something?"

"No, our families go on holiday together," Katie said. "And I had to be there for her when her grandpa died."

"Maybe this is for the best," Courtney suggested. "It's not healthy to spend so much time around one person."

Katie sunk her head in her pillow.

Courtney, 14, Town Council: I know that Katie is upset, but it was kind of her fault. [eyes go wide] That came out wrong. Please don't air this!

Bridgette entered the girls' side of the blue cabin, looking very worn out. She slammed the door behind her.

"Woah, girl. Are you doin' okay?" Leshawna asked, running over to her.

"I don't know," Bridgette sighed, sitting down on her mattress. "I just don't get how that could have happened. Why would a can of bleach be lying around in some unmarked container?"

None of the other girls responded.

"And Sadie's older than me. You'd think she'd know better. Who knows what could happen to the younger kids?"

Bridgette stood up. "I'd hate to see any of you get hurt. You guys are like a second family to me."

"Aw, thanks Bridgette," Beth grinned, sitting up.

"I don't want to see anyone hurt either," Zoey agreed. "You're all my best friends."

"Nobody's going to get hurt," Leshawna assured them. "As long as we look out for each other, we'll be fine."

"I guess," Bridgette nodded, then she gritted her teeth. "But gosh it just makes me so angry…"

Dawn, 11, Newfoundland: I sense a darkness surrounding Gemini. Sadie's incident may have just been the beginning. But I didn't say anything to Bridgette. She has enough on her mind.

The four council members once again entered the chapel to read the journal.

"Always a highlight of my week," Noah remarked.

Sky was the first inside, and opened the journal to its newest page.

"Pioneers, if you are reading this, you have been staying in Gemini for 10 days. You've been so busy working, that there's been no time for culture or heritage."

"Okay…" Noah said with a raised eyebrow.

Courtney continued, "Why not bring your town together to have a discussion about this stuff? Maybe you'll learn a thing or two about other cultures."

"That is the lamest thing I have ever heard," Noah said bluntly.

"Oh come on, it might be fun," Courtney said.

"Fun? Race has divided the world since the beginning of humanity!" Noah exclaimed. "No good can come from trying to force it on people."

"I like the idea," Sky said. "I might get a chance to talk more about my First Nation heritage."

"And I've always been a proud Scotsman," Harold added. "Awright. How urr ye? a'm gaun fur a heavy wi' mah mukkers."

Noah got out of his seat and walked out of the chapel without another word.

"Come back, Noah," Sky giggled.

Noah, 12, Town Council: Dear producers, why do you hate kids?

"Morning," Gwen greeted as she entered the chicken enclosure.

"Hey Gwen," Beth and Zoey said in unison.

"Up for another day of labour?" Bridgette giggled.

"You know it," Gwen smirked, getting down on her knees. "Have you guys heard any update on…"

"Hey! Hey there!" Cody stood outside the enclosure, jangling the barbed wire.

"Oh no," Gwen groaned, putting her head in her hands.

"Do you guys need any help? I'm upper class so I've got nothing better to do," he said.

"No. We're good," Gwen scowled at him.

"What? Why can't he help?" Beth protested.

"Because he's a creep," Gwen hissed.

"Well that's not very nice," Beth said, getting up and walking over to Cody. "Come on in, Cody. I'll show you how to get eggs."

"Uh…okay…" Cody said uncertainly as Beth went to open the enclosure.

Gwen, 14, British Columbia: Cody? He's like an annoying little brother. And I don't buy for a second that he's 15.

"Breakfast's ready! Come and get breakfast!" Shawn yelled as he rang the bell outside the mess hall.

"How's the line of duty doing?" Trent asked as he caught up with Duncan.

"Doody is right. Literally nothing has happened," Duncan chuckled, adjusting his hat. "I hope the blues are better at cooking than us."

"Us? You've never set foot…" Trent was interrupted when he heard sobbing from nearby.

"I'll catch up with you later," he said to Duncan, who nodded and walked off. Then he sat down beside Katie, who was sitting against a lamp post.

"What's the matter, Katie?"

Katie looked up to him and snivelled.

"Still miss Sadie?"

Katie looked down again and nodded.

"Yeah, I heard about what happened. This game has been so cruel – I wouldn't be surprised if it was set up."

"That would be so messed up," Katie mumbled.

"Do you need a hug?" Trent asked.

"Okay."

Trent leaned over and put his arms around her, then he used his fingers to tickle her belly.

"Hahaha, stop it! Hahaha!" Katie laughed, pushing him away. Trent landed on his back and got to his feet.

"Let's go get some breakfast," Trent insisted, and Katie smiled and followed him.

Katie, 13, Newfoundland: Getting through this has been really hard. Sadie got hurt and it's all my fault.

But Trent did cheer me up a little.

Ella, Jasmine, Brick and Eva all sat together at one table.

"Mm, breakfast is good as always," Jasmine said in satisfaction.

"I hope DJ's not feeling overworked," Brick said, between sips of water. "He's cooking our breakfast, and doing a lot of the heavy labour."

"He's got 50,000 bucks. The dude's fine," Eva scowled.

"It's not all about money. Hard work is its own re…"

"Shut up Brick," Eva said dryly.

"Yes, ma'am!"

"Who do you think will get the next gold star?" Ella asked.

"Whoever sucks up to the council the most, I guess," Eva shrugged as she poked at her food.

"Maybe you'll get it, Eva," Brick said.

"Do I look like a suck-up?" Eva asked, gritting her teeth. "I've been working my butt off for the last week and the council doesn't even care."

"They'll notice eventually," Brick stated. "There's still a month to go. Why I bet…"

"Shut up Brick."

"Yes, ma'am!"

Brick, 12, Nova Scotia: Eva's a formidable cadet, but she's a little brash. I was just making conversation.

The four council members walked into the mess hall (though Noah deliberately lagged behind).

Sky let out a whistle to get everyone's attention.

"Attention pioneers!" Harold announced. "We read the journal…"

"Boo!" Duncan yelled.

Harold shot him a dirty look, then he continued, "…and it suggested having a discussion about culture."

A few confused murmurs followed.

"So, yeah," Sky added. "Report to the bar at 10 o'clock, and you'll all get a chance to talk about your heritage, your background, etc."

"What's heritage?" Ella asked, raising her hand.

"Um…it's like…where you came from," Courtney answered.

"I came from my mom's vagina!" Shawn blurted out. Some of the other kids laughed at this, but the council was not impressed.

"Okay, more like where your ancestors came from. Like, my grandparents came to Canada during the 1960s from Colombia. So I have Colombian heritage," Courtney explained.

"Ooh, I get it now. My daddy is from Japan, so my heritage would be Japanese," Ella said excitedly.

"Exactly!" Courtney exclaimed with a smile.

"I still don't get it," Shawn said.

"You never do," Harold muttered.

"Oh leave him be," Sky hissed at him, then she turned to the rest of the town. "Like I said, 10 o'clock at the bar. It will make more sense once we start doing it."

Cameron, 11, Manitoba: Honestly, I don't love this idea. Clashing culture has resulted in war, segregation and genocide. What's the point of highlighting it?

Sam, Shawn and Leonard walked together to the bar.

"I'm so excited!" Leonard exclaimed. "I'm going to talk about my birth parents."

"You were adopted?" Shawn asked.

"Sort of," Leonard replied. "My mother and father are from the kingdom of Fantasylandia, but when I was a baby they accidentally magicked me to Canada. A couple found me on their doorstep, and now they're my adopted parents."

"Woah," Shawn said in awe. "Well I was born in Canada, and my mom and dad are from Canada, so I guess I'm gonna talk about Canada. What are you going to talk about, Sam?"

Sam didn't say anything. He just stared blankly into space.

"Hello? Earth calling Sam?" Shawn said, waving his hand in his face.

"Huh?" Sam said, shaking his head.

"Dude are you alright?" Shawn asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh…totally," Sam said hesitantly. "Did you ask me something?"

"Yeah. What are you gonna talk about for this heritage thing?" Shawn asked.

"Well, my mom's family were Russian Jews. They moved to Canada during the Russian Revolution. I don't know about my dad's side, but he's Jewish too."

"Mm," Shawn nodded in response.

Sam, 11, Saskatchewan: I haven't played any video games in more than a week, and it's making me crazy. Everything looks like a video game now. My breakfast looked like a puzzle.

The entire town sat down either on chairs or on the floor in the bar, while the four council members stood in the line against the counter.

"Thank you all for coming," Courtney beamed at them. "I will go first. My name is Courtney. My grandparents moved to Canada from Colombia, and I can speak both Spanish and English fluently."

"Where is Columbus-ia?" Sugar asked.

"I'd appreciate if you raised your hand before asking questions," Courtney scowled. "Colombia is a country in South America."

"Where's Southern America?" Sugar asked again.

Courtney didn't bother answering. She gestured for Harold to step forward.

"Aye," Harold grinned. "I'm Harold Norbert Cheever Doris McGrady the fifth, and I am of Scottish desc…"

"Doris?" Duncan interrupted from the back with an amused snort.

Harold's face went red when he realised what he had said.

"Anyway," he continued. "I am of Scottish descent, and I even know a little Scots myself. Awright, how urr ye…"

"Next!" Duncan shouted.

"Can you stop doing that!?" Courtney snapped at him.

"Just saving him from embarrassment," Duncan shrugged.

"Sky, you're next," Harold said irritably.

Sky smiled and stepped forward. "I'm Sky, and I'm a member of the Moose Cree First Nation. My granny and grandpa live there all the time, and we visit during the holidays. I can also speak the Cree language – kinanâskomitin!"

She stepped back to the other council members. They all looked at Noah.

"Alright, fine," Noah sighed, stepping forward. "I'm Noah. My family are from India. My mom's parents were from New Delhi, and my dad is Kannada."

"You mean Canadian?" Shawn interrupted.

"No. Kannada. It's a language from west India," Noah replied.

"There's a language called Canada?" Owen asked in awe.

"No more questions!" Noah shouted, clutching his hair. He stepped back in line and then he and the council members took seats nearby.

"Who wants to go next?" Courtney asked. Several kids raised their hands. "Hmm…how about…um…"

Courtney, 14, Town Council: Nobody from my district raised their hand, and I had trouble remembering the names of the others.

As Courtney continued to hesitate, Noah sighed and pointed, "Cody."

Several people clapped as he got up.

"You can still sit…never mind," Noah sighed.

"I'm Cody, if you somehow didn't know," he smirked cheekily. "I'm mostly Canadian, but my gran is Swedish. She makes the most amazing meatballs."

"Nuh-uh!" Brick interjected. "My mommy's side is all Italian. Your gran couldn't beat any of them."

"What did I say about interrupting!?" Courtney exclaimed, clapping her hands. "Is that all, Cody?"

"One more thing," Cody said. "My gran is a Swedish speaker but she was actually born in Finland. And tons of goth bands are from Finland. I know all about them. Thank you."

He swaggered off the stage and back to his seat. Gwen had her face in her hands.


Jasmine was next.

"I'm a part of tribe like Sky," she said. "My tribe is the Djinang from Australia. We have an instrument called the didgeridoo. It's big and long and you blow it with your mouth."

Some of the older kids laughed at this.


The scene cut to Sugar, who put her hand down.

"I moved to Canada when I was 8 because Daddy's new wife lives here. My real home is Georgia. We still live in a farm and we brought our pigs with us, but it ain't the same."


"I was born in a different country too – Jamaica," DJ said. "We had to move because the family business shut down. But with the gold star money we could bring it back."

He wiped a single tear from his eye.

"That's awesome, dude," Geoff said.


"My family tree can be traced back generations," Dawn told everyone. "My great-great grandparents moved to Newfoundland from West Ireland in the 1890s. There's also a lot of Viking ancestry in my bloodline."

"Cool," Shawn grinned.

"I might be Viking too," Beth said. "I had a great-granny who was from Norway, but she died before I was born."

"My parents are from Norway," Eva added, raising her hand. "My father is from Norheimsund, and my mother is from a Sami tribe."

"So all the people from tribes are on the green district?" Brick noted.

"I don't know if this counts, but my family is descended from the Yoruba tribe in Nigeria," Cameron said.

Cameron, 11, Manitoba: The conversation was a lot more civil than I expected. I was bracing for an all-out war.

"Anyone else want to speak?" Courtney asked, standing up once again.

Nobody raised their hand.

"Okay," she said. "Now that we're done, it's time to brainstorm what we can do next."

Some confused murmuring followed.

Duncan raised his hand.

"Yes?" Courtney sighed, pointing at him.

"I just want to say, this is dumb and pointless. I didn't come on this show to have a boring history class," he remarked.

Courtney put her hand to her face. "Just get out, Duncan. If you're going to help you can just leave."

"Alright," Duncan shrugged, tossing a football in the air. "I'm gonna be playing catch down by the lake. You're all welcome to join."

He got up and left the bar, and Trent and Tyler followed behind.

Shawn was the next to get up, as well as the rest of the blue district boys.

And next to leave were all of the green district members except Eva and Ella.

Courtney cleared her throat. "Okay, now that we are down to all the people willing to take this seriously…"

She was interrupted by Lindsay gasping and running off.

"…does anyone have ideas?"

"We could have a geography bee!" Harold exclaimed excitedly. "It's like a spelling bee but we have to answer trivia…"

"Boring!" most of the room said in unison.

"How about an art project?" Beth suggested, raising her hand. "We could make a map of all our origins or something."

"Not a bad idea," Courtney commented. "But I feel like we could aim bigger."

"There's no limit to art, Courtney," Gwen smirked.

Noah, 12, Town Council: Somehow nobody left from my district. I suppose that's what I get for making a team of dorks.

All of the leavers played a giant game of catch outside, though they decided to move away from the lake in case the ball fell in.

"Heads up, Ezekiel!" Shawn exclaimed as he tossed the football to the older blue district member.

Ezekiel caught it in his hands, then he looked around hesitantly.

"Who do I throw it to?" he asked.

"Anyone!" Duncan called back from the other side of the circle.

Ezekiel shrugged and tossed the ball to Duncan in an underarm throw. It hit the ground right in the centre.

Duncan laughed and shook his head. "Dude, haven't you ever thrown a ball before?"

"Me? Oh yeah. Many times," Ezekiel replied nervously as Duncan ran over and picked the ball up.

Ezekiel, 13, Manitoba: [sighs] I've never thrown a ball before.

Some theme music played as the 38 pioneers gathered in a field for the next showdown.

Courtney was glaring at Duncan when Chris began his announcement.

"Okay kids, it's time for your next showdown!" Chris announced. "You guys have thought a lot about geography and culture lately, and it's part of what this showdown is about."

"If you want to travel the world, it's important that you know your way round the globe. Today, you guys will be putting the entire world map together."

He gestured towards a large board on the ground that was split horizontally and vertically, with a yellow section, a blue section, a red section and a green section.

"Each district has 50 puzzle pieces. The first district to get all of theirs together becomes the upper class. If every district finishes in 30 minutes, you get a reward. Tampering with the other teams' pieces in any way will get your district disqualified. Capeesh?"

"Yeah!" the pioneers responded in unison.

The members of each district gathered around their pile of puzzle pieces.

"On your mark, get set, go!" Chris exclaimed.

The kids immediately got to work, grabbing as many pieces as they could, and bringing them over to the puzzle board.

"My piece says Estonn-ia, Lat…Lativ…" Shawn read.

"The Baltic states. Put it over here," Harold said, pointing at the centre of the board.

"I can't read this one. Half the name is cut off," Zoey said.

Harold took a look at it. "Mongolia. Over here."

Bridgette, 13, British Columbia: I don't always agree with Harold, but he was a big help in this challenge. And Ezekiel too.

The green district all scratched their heads as they gazed at their puzzle pieces.

"We are not getting labourers again!" Jo said adamantly. "Are any of you any good at geography?"

"Nope," Geoff sighed.

"Unless it's Korea or Vietnam, I'm not your man," Brick added.

"Maybe it doesn't matter," DJ said. "Yes it's a map but it's still like any other jigsaw puzzle. We just need to find the pieces that fit together."

"DJ's right!" Sky exclaimed in determination. "We can win this!"

"This piece has some countries on it," Ella told them, holding her one up. "Cambodia, Thailand…it doesn't say what this big long one is."

"That's Vietnam!" Brick exclaimed excitedly. "Now we're getting somewhere."


Cody laughed hysterically as he looked at one of the pieces.

"What?" Owen said, leaning over his shoulder.

Cody showed him the piece, and he got the giggles as well.

"Why would you name a country that?" he snorted.

"Will you two focus?" Gwen hissed at them, flicking Cody in the head.

"Oh yeah, but look," Cody smirked, showing her the piece.

"Haha, very funny," Gwen said snarkily, snatching the piece out of his hand. "Cameron, I found some more of West Africa."

"Thank you, Gwen," the small black boy grinned. "Put it right there to the left of Chad."

Gwen nodded as she stepped around Quiet Kid, who was busy putting together Brazil.

Noah, 12, Town Council: I thought I was a genius, but Cameron is like a walking Wikipedia. He knows every country's population and area off by heart.

"We're making good progress," Courtney said as she fiddled with some pieces in the top-left. "Has anyone found more of Alaska?"

"I found a small country. It might be France," Lindsay said, squinting at one of her pieces.

"That's Iceland, Lindsiot," Heather hissed, pointing at the label below the country.

"Oh," Lindsay said as Heather took the piece from her hand.

"This is impossible!" Tyler groaned as he fiddled with some pink pieces. "Why didn't they outline all the US states?"

"Because they're all the same country, genius," Scott remarked from nearby.

"I know that. I'm just saying," Tyler replied irritably.


"Green pieces. If anyone has green pieces, give them to me!" Beth shouted.

"Why?" Ezekiel asked her.

"I don't remember asking for questions," Beth replied angrily.

"Don't be like that, Beth," Leshawna frowned at her. "They must all be the same country. If there's so many of them."

"Russia," Ezekiel said. "It's the biggest country in the world. And we've already put together China."

The camera briefly showed both blue and green district members with a complete China.

"What about this piece?" Zoey asked, holding up a piece that said 'Kazakhstan'. "It has some green on it."

"Yes I think so. Kazakhstan was part of the Soviet Union," Ezekiel replied.

"Yeah, see here. It fits with this piece," Leshawna said.


"Here you go," Amy said, dropping some pieces in front of Cameron.

"Thanks, Amy," Cameron replied. "I just need…the rest of Peru and Bolivia! South America is done!"

"Already?" Noah said, scratching his head. "Even I can't do jigsaws that fast."

"Just the ocean pieces left," Cody pointed out. "How will we know which one is which?"

"They all fit together in different ways. Haven't you ever done a jigsaw before?" Noah said impatiently.

"No. I'm not 5," Cody remarked, rolling his eyes.

Noah and Cameron shot him disbelieving looks.

"We don't need your negativity!" Noah snapped. "Owen, put Cody on timeout."

"What?" Cody gasped as Owen picked him up and threw him over his shoulder. "Hey put me down! Let go!"

Owen, 13, Prince Edward Island: [scratches his head] Noah can be very harsh sometimes, but Cody deserved that.

Gwen, 14, British Columbia: [rolls eyes] Finally is all I can say.

"Red district is speeding ahead, while the greens have barely made a dent!" Chris announced.

"This doesn't make any sense!" Lightning exclaimed. "None of them fit together."

"They're not even the same colour," Eva snapped at him.

"Stop fighting!" Brick barked at them. "The reds and blues are almost done. We just need to find the pieces that connect to theirs."

"Okay dude, no need to shout," Lightning said in surrender, dropping the pieces by Brick's side.


The camera panned from Cody sitting in the corner of the field and pouting while the rest of the red district tried to put together the last of their pieces.

"Come on. They have to fit somehow," Owen groaned.

"Let me see that one," Cameron said, only to jump when Chris announced, "The blue district are finished. They win the upper class!"

"What? How is that…" Noah protested, then he looked at the blues' completed section. "That's not fair. We got way more ocean pieces than them."

"The world isn't fair…literally!" Chris laughed.

"It's alright, Noah," Gwen said, tapping him on the shoulder.

Noah turned his head as Izzy put the last two pieces together.

"Red district are the merchants!" Chris announced.

Most of the red team didn't look happy about this.

Amy, 9, New Brunswick: Not cool. We have to, like, work now.

Sugar, 10, Ontario: Hope I ain't doin' no heavy liftin' or nothin'. I'm a pageant girl, dang it!

"Five minutes remaining!" Chris announced. "The yellow district remains ahead, but green is catching up."

"Pick up the pace, guys!" Courtney shouted.

"No! The chickens!" Bridgette squeaked as she clung onto Dawn.

"Yellow pieces!" Trent exclaimed. "We need to do all of Canada's little islands."

"I have one. I have a yellow piece!" Lindsay squealed, and she chucked it at Trent, accidentally hitting him.

"Ow!" Trent snapped, clutching his forehead.

"Oops, sorry," Lindsay gasped.

"Lindsay, this is Spain. You just took it off the grid," Duncan said from beside him. He tossed the piece back to Heather, who put it in the right place.


And that's the first part of episode 4. I couldn't not cover the bleach incident in some way, and I always knew it would be Katie or Sadie who would fall victim. And this episode featured a cameo from Chef Hatchet - and it won't be the last we'll see of him.

As always, fav, follow and review whatever your opinion and I will see you next time.