Rosco stepped up on the makeshift podium announcing above the den of noise made by the crowd that was talking about the tour they had taken of the new building in awe struck tones. “Ya’ll gather ‘round for the drawing to see who the lucky person is gonna be to stay in this here brand new building of the Hazzard Hotel.” The crowd gathered close, each hoping it would be their ticket that was drawn for the free one night stay in the brand spankin’ new shiny building with all its Victorian furniture and other fine furnishings. Some were contemplating who their guests would be while others knew it would be their family. Reaching into the big vase that had been the container for all the entry tickets Rosco reminded them “now you all remember whoever wins this gets to invite four friends to stay with them.” Someone yelled impatiently “hurry it up Rosco before we’re all old and grey!” Pulling out the winning ticket Rosco announced to the crowd “the lucky winner is Miss, B.L. Davenport and four of her friends. Just tell ‘em at the front desk you’re the winner of the contest and they’ll give you the keys to the rooms.” The dirty blonde, with a country flair hurried off in search of the four people who she was going to invite to be her guest. The rest of the crowd disperse, some going back to the shindig other’s calling it a day going home. Seeing Chet and Amanda Duke across the room near the mahogany with glass panels revolving door, B.L. waved calling “Amanda, Chet! just a minute…..” the Davenport woman weaved her way through the mingling citizens hurrying to catch them. (cue anyone)