"Sounds like your dad can give as many lectures as my Uncle George." Janet laughed. "I think we all have an unofficial pact of silence about the weirdness with regards to telling anyone back home. I mentioned the zombies to one of my friends and her reaction was--well, pretty funny, actually."

"I've been looking forward to the spiked punch, actually," said Janet, looking around for something to lean on. "You get drunk off a minimal amount of alcohol? That's fascinating, actually. But better than that tv show--what was it, Alien Nation Extraterrestrial Country? The one where the aliens get drunk off sour milk?"