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Grantham I look over my guests ready to be done with this. Not everyone here is someone I thought I’d allow in my home ever. After looking through the list, I decided to invite a few of them here to explain what is going on. The two that Ellis went to school with and took out to dinner, are on the phone listening. I saw no reason to see them in person; they don’t seem likely to win. Stanley Harris catches my eye as he pours himself another drink. Need to make sure he does in fact have a driver tonight and not himself I note. His daughter sits quietly watching him also. Not as shallow or dumb as they think she is. Aria Blair and Charles talk quietly on a couch. I warned her about that damn phone of hers tonight though I understand it’s how she makes her living and I can get behind never le