Dusk blanketed the sky with it's dark robes. On a certain villa's garden, smoke twirled in billows, the enticing fragrance of roasted meat permeated the air. But the several people who sat at the table did not take notice of the appetising aroma of food. A drastic deviation from the usual. Instead, their backs are alert and their forms were anticipatory, looking every now and then to the french doors leading to the villa.