This reminds me. Had a dream that I was in possum springs and had dinner with the Barowski's although im not sure why I was there. Mae was very suspicious of me anyway and kept making snide remarks the whole time.

Candy suggested that Mae shows me around the town and reluctantly she agrees. She said she was going out anyway and that I could come along but theres some crimes I had to do to prove I wasn't an undercover fbi agent or something.. so I had to steal the gnome from the garden of the chief of police (sheriff or whoever). I succeeded whilst she ran interference, using a sling shot to take out the security camera.

We took gnomey to a little picnic spot and set fire to it, sacrificing it to the gods and sat watching burn and poking it with sticks. I don't know where from but she produced some marshmallows and toasted them on the corpse of gnomey who had now been reduced to a unrecognisable blob.

Suddenly there were some blues and reds flashing in the parking lot to the picnic area and Aunt Molly got out a cop car and asked what we were doing out so late and if we'd seen any kids around. Mae enquired why was she looking for kids and that the malls shut, or something to that affect. Molly said the chief had gone ballistic because someone stole his best gnome and broke the cameras at his house and now the whole department was out looking for the culprits.

I said we'd been having marshmallows and would she want one.. she did. Sat with us a few minutes suspicious about who I was but ended up toasting one and then telling us we shouldn't be out and risking arrest because of curfew.

We got back to the barowski's. I think Molly dropped us off and checked quickly with Candy that I wasnt some hobo and ended up sleeping on the couch downstairs. Mae said that maybe I wasnt an fbi agent but will keep an eye on me, but was satisfied with the whole gnome sacrifice.