The butterfly was a good omen - a blessing from the White Lady. Things are looking up for Sunny. A new life in a new town New friends. Even the sunshine doensn't seem to bother her as much here - But who does this woman think she is to bark orders at her kids and frighten them? Sunny glimpses to the appraching goblins and her expression clouds over to one of grim determination. She addresses the kids in a sharp and strict voice.
"Children! Stay together and get behind the table! Be ready to flee on my signal!"
Sunny springs to the top of the table to get a better look.