The night sky shimmered with twinkling stars like diamonds embedded in charcoal. The half moon hung low casting its soft light in the garden of the mansion as the air felt buzzy and charged with chaos.

The ladies sat on the chairs nonchalantly guiding their husbands to set up for the barbecue. The men did whatever they were asked to without any complaint. They moved around in a rush, tripping over each other, complaining to each other for being lazy and ruining it up, carrying vegetables, coals, extra chairs, mats, trays, utensils, beverages, indoor games to play.