Not work. More like a train wreck waiting to happen.
"Same person it is every year." The warfare siblings always found a way to get this party started.
Leaning against the door frame Enola watched Karl and Dom trade blows. Who would remain standing was anyone's guess. Not that it mattered Nuclear Power would be there to knock them all down. Jamie left without a word and while that couldn't mean anything good Enola was content to remain in the present.
"So, are you going to trade blows with everyone this year?"