Lancelot had groaned inwardly when his mother announced that they would be having her long lost friend and her family over for dinner that night, his thoughts were clouded by someone else and he hated anyone intruding his privacy, last time a friend of his mother came over, her little children roamed the house freely and broke lot of his stuff, he was pained by this but kept his peace, he prayed the family coming that night would comprise of adults and not annoying little ones, his sister was excited and he watched as the kitchen bustled in to life in preparation.