The guys were going to spend the next couple of weeks practicing for the upcoming tour. One particular day, while they were having a small break, Isaac and Babsie were talking in the kitchen.
"It was an amazing band."
"Great. What instruments were being played?"
"At the time? None."
"So, they were dancing and singing?"
"No."
"I'm confused."
"No, you're Isaac."
Isaac shook his head in amusement.
"Would you explain?"
"The band on the stage was lip syncing and pretending to play the instruments. Whoever was the band that made the recording was amazing."
"Ahh. Now I get it. Oh gee there's no food in here."
"Well duh. You guys keep eating it. If you would kindly stop, maybe there would be some to eat."
Isaac gave her a smile.
"Hmm, so you're saying we need to stop eating so we have food to eat."
"Umm, yep."
Isaac stretched for a moment then took the shopping list.
"I need to get out of the house anyway."
"Yeah, you spend way too much time in there." Babsie replied with a twinkle in her eye.
Isaac walked out, got into the car and started driving off to the shops. He parked in the car park (isn't that the idea?) and started on his way in, when he felt something dig into his back.
"Don't try any funny stuff mister. Just gimme ya money. And the keys to the car. And we'll start with that watch you're wearing. Now just you take it off really slowly, and put it in this here bag." A gruff voice said from behind.
Isaac slowly reached over to the clasp on his wrist.
"And no tricks." The voice added, jabbing him with the presumed gun. "Hanson."
Eventually, Isaac had given the mugger all the he wanted to give him. He couldn't believe this was happening, especially in broad daylight.
"That's everything." Isaac said.
Then, to the surprise of both of them (especially Isaac - this is what happens when you marry someone who has a song written about her called Black Eye), he whirled around and smashed his fist into the muggers' face...