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"There's a nice Mexican restaurant that we passed on our way here," he looked down at here with a wry smile.  "I wish I could take you away from all this back to New York, but I know you need to go through this here. If we stop around the Stanford Park land, since we legal own it, the only person we have to entertain is ourselves."

Ellie shook her head.  "No, I couldn't. I'm going to get sick if I don't eat the food from my own garden.  We don't know the hot sauce levels either. It sounds like a disaster waiting to happen."