53. I want to go with you
Chapter 53
Let's take the clock back to the night before the football explosion, after Jane Smith and Sara Carbonero had a fight in a restaurant.
Although a lot of things happened in between, the place recommended by Figo was great, they ate very happily, and when they returned to the hotel where Cassie was staying, the Spaniard was still spitting with interest: "You don't know, she sat like that when you weren't there...... And then I said, 'Miss, please respect yourself.' ββ
"And then what did she say?" Juan was very supportive of the venue.
"And then she said, 'You should calm down if you let me respect myself?' I told her, 'Well, your face looks like it's fake, it's not natural and good-looking at all.......'" Then she jumped up in a rage and almost slapped me. β
Juan's face was full of "excuseme" expressions, which translated: Why are you kidding me? "You really said that? It's so bad for girls, how are you going to find a girlfriend in the future......"
"Hehe, of course it's true, my girlfriend won't look for her like this even if she looks for me." Cassie said a little weakly, of course, he was relying on Juan's absence at the time so he could break the situation out, "But don't you hate me?" Will you ignore me? β
"Why would I ignore you?" Juan looked surprised, "But I'm still surprised, that Sara should be the type you've always liked, right?" β
"Not really!" Cassie immediately retorted, then blinked, "You don't think I'm not a gentleman to women?" β
"No, it's your own business how you want to treat someone." Juan waved his hand casually, "You don't like her, I just don't have contact with her." β
"And what would you have said if you had been there?" They had already reached the door, and Cassie looked down and fumbled for his room card, avoiding Juan's expression.
"Hmm...... I'd probably say, 'I'm for Cassie, girl, please respect yourself.'" Juan replied with a smile.
"Hehe, I knew you'd protect me." Cassie grinned and opened the door, but before he could say anything, Juan shoved it inside. βοΌοΌοΌβ
He stumbled, looked back and saw that Juan had closed the door, and smiled wickedly at himΓ
"You...... What do you want to do? Cassie shrunk her neck in fear, and Juan sneered twice, stretched out his hand and pushed him to the ground.
"Hey!!"
Cassie began to die like a frightened salted fish, and the two of them began to fight in Casillas's room. Juan has been through all the youth training in La Liga, but in any case, Castilla is the most familiar, especially Cassie, Juan has almost mastered all the weaknesses in his body, and after a while, Cassie collapsed to the ground without strength, and was still put on the bed by Juan.
The two of them looked up at the ceiling and chatted with each other.
"Huh...... Juan, do you think it will be Laco or Real Madrid who will win next season? β
"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?" Juan raised an eyebrow and turned to look at him.
"I don't want to hear you." Cassie waved his hand helplessly, and after the two of them were silent for a while, Cassie couldn't help but speak, "Eh, you say, who will win and who will get better?" β
"Didn't you let me speak?" Juan rubbed his hair helplessly, his hair was already a little long, no matter how he looked at it, he should cut it, but Juan didn't seem to have any intention of cutting it, which made him look softer.
"Tell me about it." Cassie replied with a smile.
"I think," Juan thought for a moment with a helpless expression, "Maybe it's still Real Madrid, Laco has been dug like this, what I want to do now is not to win the championship, but to revive." β
"It's not about winning the championship, it's about reviving...... Hey, that makes sense. Cassie smiled, "What do you think of Barcelona?" β
"Barcelona has Ronaldinho, but Real Madrid has Alvaro and is not afraid of him." Juan rolled over lazily, "You know, offensive players are always going to be a little more famous than defenders. β
Cassie was silent for a moment, then asked hesitantly, "Which Γlvaro?" β
ββ¦β¦ Abelloa! Juan sighed, in the future, he still didn't call his name, just call his surname or nickname, otherwise he wouldn't be able to figure it out at all.
"Are you sure?" Cassie looked skeptical, "He's a year younger than you, I remember he's still in Castile and hasn't been deployed......"
Juan smiled: "Just wait and see, my main problem at the moment is still about the game, I already have a general idea of the youth training, but the starting point of the first team is still very bad in the end." β
"Didn't you tell Jorge to find someone?" Cassie turned her head to look at Juan in surprise, but she could only see his dark blonde hair hanging haphazardly, soft as a feather on the quilt.
"Even if I go to find someone, I only handed over the real estate today, and my aunt only gave me the money two days ago, so it will still take a little time." Juan also wanted to sigh when he said this, now it is better to play than he is the same age, such as Portillo and Quaresma, but there are very few players of this age who are not well-known.
ββIf they are a little bit named, it is one thing whether they will come to Laco or not, and whether Laco has the money to buy it is another matter.
Casillas hesitated for a moment before speaking: "What about the goalkeeper?" β
"Goalkeeper...... I have a 16-year-old candidate. Juan smiled helplessly, "It seems to be a little small, but the field of youth training is not bad." β
Casillas opened his mouth, he still remembered the rejection last time, although he knew that he must have been rejected this time, but he still spoke: "Rent me." β
"Huh?" Juan was stunned, "Why did you mention this again?" I'm not saying it, it's better for you to stay in Real Madrid than to go to Laco with me to endure hardship......"
The Spaniards didn't eat this, and quickly pinched the core: "Juan, you take me away." β
The room was silent again, but this time, there was tension and anxiety on one side, and on the other side, it was like a stone ox entering the sea, and there was no reaction.
He took a deep breath and spoke again to keep up: "Juan, I want to go with you, I want to be with you." β
For this kind of words that are close to confession, he thought that he would not be able to say it for the rest of his life, but as soon as he said it, he found that it was nothing more than that, and he was really suitable to express his mind directly.
However, while Casillas was here nervous and up and down, Juan straightened up and pulled out his phone.
"What are you going to do?" Casillas straightened up with a question mark on his head, and Juan's answer was very direct and straightforward: "I'll rent you and let Jorge make an offer to Real Madrid now." β
First of all, the club has its own goalkeeper, and if it is really not good, it will buy one from the outside, and the money for buying and selling goalkeepers has always been less than four million, and there is no big gimmick at all.
Besides, there are not many injuries to the goalkeeper, and it can be called a super long standby for such a long time, such as Buffon, who can stand in front of the door for more than ten or twenty years without effort, so it can be said that even if you spend a little more money at the beginning, it is also very cost-effective.
Jorge hung up the phone after agreeing to help him ask for a price, and Cassie hesitated for a moment before asking, "What about your answer?" β
"What?" Juan looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"I mean, what's your answer to what I just said?" Cassie was nervous, he hadn't been so nervous for more than twenty years, but the person in front of him thought for a moment and then showed a sudden expression.
"I've already answered, I've asked Jorge to offer Real Madrid a loan deal, look at you, just next to me I haven't heard what I just said."
ββ¦β¦ It's not ......" Casillas opened his mouth, a little weak.
Is this guy in front of him a fool?!
"What's that?" Juan was still confused.
ββ¦β¦ Forget it, you go back for me! Casillas's face was almost steamed, but the man in front of him was still racking his brains very seriously thinking about something, and the Spaniard, who couldn't bear it, jumped up and dragged the man to drive him out, and was suppressed by Juan with a "bang".
"Tell me clearly, what's wrong?" Juan could naturally see the tangled expression on his friend's face, but he didn't even know what his friend was struggling with!
I have to say that this is also the reason why Cassie and Juan's "friendship" was so in love with each other a few years ago that Juan could easily understand the psychology of other people, until suddenly one day, he began to understand Cassie's thoughts, and every time he seemed to be able to understand wrong, the relationship between the two people who were okay in childhood immediately began to be on fire in adolescence.
Cassie was pinned down on the bed by him, but he stubbornly covered his face with his arms and refused to meet Juan's eyes.
"You go back first, I'm in a bit of a mess."
Juan left depressed, he didn't realize what was going on for a long time, and the atmosphere suddenly became so strange, but at least it would be better to calm down on both sides for now?
It wasn't until Juan was away for a few moments that Cassie removed his arm from his face, his whole face flushed, and he sat up and looked in the direction of the door.
"This idiot ......"
Juan was walking back to the hotel when Jorge's call had already come again: "You counted yourself as contacting the player privately before the transfer. β
"Count? We didn't talk about any contractual matters, and besides, everyone knew that we had been friends for many years. "Juan is so arrogant that he is the only coach who can say that he has been friends with the players for many years.
Isn't this nonsense, they all grew up training, eating, drinking, living together, and playing football on the same field.
"Forget it, it doesn't matter anyway." Jorge sighed, "Real Madrid rejected our offer. β
"How much?" Juan asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Three." Jorge replied directly that the conversation between them had already defaulted to the unit of "millions", so as not to waste time by saying a lot of numbers every time. "But Real Madrid said that if you don't rent, it's even more impossible to sell."
"It seems that Real Madrid finally know that Igor is their only reliable defender at the moment." Juan chuckled twice, "What about Portillo?" β
"Real Madrid have agreed to talk about the next step of the contract and I have found a replacement for Cassie...... Diego LΓ³pez, what do you think? β
"Diego, that's fine." Juan smiled and nodded, they were all old friends, "What did he say?" β
"He's quite happy to do it, it seems like you have a good relationship." Jorge also laughed. "Juan, you are so popular, why are you always unenlightened?"
"Huh?" Juan was stunned, "What's not enlightening?" β
"Feelings! β¦β¦ Alas, forget it, I still don't say more, you guys should toss it yourself. Jorge coughed lightly and immediately diverted the subject, "What do you and Cassie say?" β
"Oh, he said he wanted to go to Laco, he wanted to be with me." When he said this, the expression on Juan's face couldn't help but soften, "He is really my brother for life." β
"Poof!!" Jorge seemed to have squirted something out on the phone, and then began to choke violently, Juan was stunned: "What's wrong with you?" β
"I didn't have much!" Jorge was a little heartbroken, "You tell me Juan, is the one Cassie said wants to be together like Raul and Morientes?" β
"yes." Juan replied blankly, but Jorge was relieved when he heard the person on the other side of the phone add, "Aren't we all good friends and brothers?" β
What is this frighteningly low EQ? Even he, the agent, is already aware of it, okay!
It's good to deal with other relationships, and he's very calm about interpersonal relationships, but when it comes to emotional matters, Juan directly changes his painting style?!
β¦β¦ Or is he playing dumb?
Jorge shuddered suddenly.
He had been with Juan for many years, but he still felt that he didn't know him well enough. After all, he was poor at the time, and even a small agent who had just started in Lisbon, and Juan had not yet been promoted to the Castilla B team, and when he mustered up the courage to run to Madrid to meet this man, he signed almost immediately, which made him think he was in a dream for a long time.
From the first day he met Juan, he couldn't figure out the teenager's mind.
But for now, he doesn't need to figure it out, after all, after all these years, he can be regarded as figuring out some of Juan's temper, and he agrees with his thoughts.
Whether it's stupid or not, this is Juan's own opinion and idea anyway, he just needs to show his support.
At lunch the next day, Andrade took the lead in sitting next to Juan, and smiled at Figo and Cristiano, who were about to sit down: "I'm sorry, I have something to do with Juan." β
The two of them looked at each other and nodded, and Juan knew that he was sitting down at this time, and he was not in a hurry to tear the bread.
"Juan, you ......" Andrade sighed and took the newspaper out of his pocket, "Have you read today's 'Marca'?" β
"No, what did Marka say?"
"It's about Laco, it's about finances, it's about ...... You. Andrade's expression was a little complicated, he really didn't expect that Juan would do what he said, and he would use his own qiΔ to gamble if he promised to save Laco, which was simply crazy.
Juan glanced at the headline and saw the door of Jorge Mendes' brain in the headline, and thought to himself: "Take it and let me see." β
He wiped his hands and took the newspaper from Andrade's hand, Antony was found to be related to him, Juan was not surprised at all, he also knew that it must be Jorge's idea, and it would be good for them to focus their attention on the European side, after all, they were going to the big waves to pan for gold.
After quickly skimming through the newspaper's interpretation of the incident above, Juan looked down, and he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at this sight.
Marca seemed to be very positive about his approach, writing: "Juan is betting on Laco with his own qiΔ, and he believes that Laco will make a profit for him, and we have always felt that Juan DΓaz is like a glass of boiled water, boring and old-fashioned, without any of the vitality that a young Spaniard should have, even during the game." β
"In the last game, once or twice in a while, but he has always maintained a boring calm, lacking the passion that a football game should have, of course, this is not to say that he did not bring us passion, at the critical moment he is like ice water pouring down his head, can help the team quickly calm down, lead everyone to the peak and victory, but most of the time, his lack of cooperation has made our media reporters suffer."
- Obviously, Marca also has a deep grudge against Juan, or most of the Spanish media has a deep grudge against Juan, after all, he never gave interviews when he was a player, and as soon as he arrived in the British Isles, hey!
If they are treated differently, then they will not be happy!
"However, it turns out that the whole world is wrong. Juan, like his father, always maintained a silent and flat expression, but he still had the blood of a matador in his veins! He loves adventure, investment and walking on the edge of the most dangerous cliffs, and he dares to give it a go! Even if he is a cold and blandly young man on the surface, in fact, let's think about it, what is Juan's choice after leaving Real Madrid?! β
After a wave of anger about the Albert family, "Marca" began to give examples - "Manchester United! Red, blood-red! Portugal is even more scorching! This is enough to prove the blood in his heart! What the? Is Laco a blue and white striped shirt? β¦β¦ That can only show that reason still prevails in Hu Anxin, especially when he returns to La Liga. β
As a newspaper based in the capital, Madrid, Marca was still very careful to switch Spain to La Liga, trying to avoid the one-sided political factor and focus on football, which is a great thing.
Juan finished reading the newspaper while drinking water, and looked at Andrade very calmly: "What's wrong?" β
"What's the matter, hey, that's 250 million, not 25 euros, can you react a little?!" Andrade is about to collapse, although the salary of their players is relatively high, but no matter how high it is, it can't be said to be high enough to take out 250 million without blinking, right?!
"It's like investing in yourself." Juan didn't care about everyone's stunned eyes after speaking, wiped his mouth and was about to get up and leave, when Deco stopped him: "Wait a minute, Juan, in fact, I have a ...... here"
βοΌβ Juan took a look at "World Sports".
"Juan DΓaz's approach is too risky and radical! What if it fails? Not thinking about the consequences at all, reckless, stupid! Originally, we thought that he would inherit his mother's aristocracy and steadiness, but now it seems that he is just a 21-year-old guy who doesn't know the height of the sky! Let's take a look at his future in Laco, God forbid Super Laco not to be relegated this season! β
Juan flipped through the newspaper and found that the whole article was criticizing him, so he also put it down: "What? β
"Juan...... Haven't you thought about what if you really fail? Andrade finally couldn't help but ask, he didn't know where Juan got his courage and confidence, to be honest, at the beginning, he just hoped that he could think of a way, never expected that he would first break the record to become the new coach of Laco, and now he has taken out a lot of money to support Laco's construction!
The thought that the current drastic changes in Laco may have been caused by his sentence "save Super Laco" made Andrade a little restless.
"What if you fail?" Juan tilted his head and thought about it, he found that almost most of the players around him were looking at him, and even in the distance in the coach's box, there were people looking in his direction, he was stunned, and finally realized one thing-
This is waiting for him to make a statement, whether it is a player who is about to go or is already a player of Laco, or who has that plan, they are judging his reliable Cheng dΓΉ, and this answer may play a crucial role.
Juan was silent for a while, he naturally knew what answer everyone wanted to hear, it was nothing more than "in the same boat" or something, but he didn't say that, but got up and smiled: "Laco is my fiefdom, so I should invest money in economic construction." β
Everyone was dumbfounded.
"Oh......" Cristiano finally reacted and slapped his thigh, "Juan seems to have said that his mother hereditarily gave him a small piece of land!" At that time, I laughed at him, how can a piece of land be hereditary......"
Who knew that the small piece of land he was talking about was actually a city!!
"Okay, don't even think about it, tonight is the final, are you all ready?" Juan directly waved his hand to interrupt everyone's sluggishness, "I'll say it in advance, this game is the end, we are only one step away from the European Cup, whoever drops the chain will be finished, how much money I spend to get him to Laco to beat him to death, understand?" β
"You! Cristiano! That's you! Don't deliberately drop the chain! Your acting skills are so bad, I can see it! Even if I can't beat you, I can still call the lord and ask him to give you a good education of love! That's not something he can do with spoiling you! β
That night, at the Stadium of Light at Sporting Lisbon, the final of the European Championship officially arrived.
"The match was between Portugal and Greece...... I really didn't expect it. The commentary in the live broadcast room sighed, "Greece is simply a big dark horse, killing France, killing the Czech Republic, and sniping one big-name superstar after another...... After so many games, they haven't lost in any other situation, except for Portugal in the opening game. β
"On the other hand, Portugal also drew England in normal time, and finally entered the penalty shootout and won with the goalkeeper's goal, and what's more, only that game, there was no shadow of Juan in the whole process."
"Juan started again, oh God, he's the only manager I've been commenting on for so many years and still has a free-kick game on the pitch...... All in all! Let's take a look at the table of both teams tonight! β
"Will the host Portugal lift the trophy, or will the Greek dark horse be the biggest winner in the end?!"
The players on both sides warmed up, and the Portuguese team was cheered almost by the whole stadium because it was on their home turf, and when facing Greece, the Stadium of Light did not maintain a nonchalant attitude like several other stadiums, but began to boo them all over the place.
Is this progress?
When they finished warming up and returned to the players' tunnel, Juan also deliberately found the Greek player who had clashed with him before, and there was a burst of grunting when he went up, not to mention the Portuguese team, the Greek side was a little confused, but soon, the two of them chatted happily, and Juan stood back a few minutes later.
ββ¦β¦ Juan, what were you talking about? Cristiano looked over at the Greek side and saw that they were all confused and puzzled, and then looked at Juan.
Juan let out an "oh" and said lightly: "I have taken the time to learn two sentences of German these days, and I apologize to him, because I couldn't stand him in the previous game." β
"When did you learn?!" Cristiano looked shocked, he naturally saw that Juan was so busy these days, even going out with friends was squeezing out time, under what circumstances did he learn these two sentences......
"Just these days, I've followed it a few times." Juan was very calm, "It's just a casual few words, and I'll only say a few words." β
Fortunately, no one next door could speak Portuguese, otherwise he would have vomited blood.
Big brother, how many words will you be able to talk to us for a while?
Soon it was almost time for the players to line up to play, Juan looked down and saw that he was assigned a very cute little girl today, who was looking at him with her head up, looking like she wanted to hug but didn't dare, Juan smiled and squatted down: "What's wrong?" β
"Can you sign me?" She pointed to her face and asked in a milky voice, "Write it, 'To my wife, Veronica.'" ββ
"Who's Veronica's name?" Juan smiled and took the pen she handed him, and began to gesture on the child's chest where it would be better.
"Of course it's mine!" The little girl replied loudly with her head held high, which provoked several people before and after couldn't help but look back at the cute little girl, and then couldn't help laughing.
Juan also shook his head with a smile, he always thought that a little girl of this age prefers Raul's type: "Little girl, are you going to marry me?" β
"That's right! I want to be your bride when I grow up! She nodded in acknowledgement, and Juan smiled helplessly, bowing his head and signing her dress.
"To sweetheart Veronica, Juan DΓaz." After he signed it, he returned the pen to her, and patted the little girl's head very gently: "The title of wife, when you grow up, we will discuss it in detail." β
"Good!" The little girl was coaxed to her eyes to light up, and nodded her head again and again, which directly amazed everyone.
Ah, this natural flirting skill......
As everyone knows, when Eugenia's mother and daughter saw this scene, they couldn't wait to cover their faces.
"Eugenia, you see him looking like an emotional idiot?" The woman finally couldn't help but ask her daughter, and her daughter lived up to expectations and complained: "I don't think he doesn't know, but he doesn't think about it at all." β
"I always felt that it was a wrong decision for us to teach him to be gentle and considerate to girls when we were young......"
"I think too, but it's also because we've caused him to have little interest in girls all the time, and only wants to play with boys, isn't it......",
The mother and daughter reflected deeply on themselves on the TV, and Juan gave the little girl a hug after signing the name, and the caddies around him also looked at him, but he didn't take the initiative to act, but turned his head and began to stare at his star, and there were always one or two who couldn't stand it and lowered their heads and began to sign.
Cristiano loves children very much, so no matter who comes to him, he has to kiss and hug and hug again, he just can't put it down, Juan turned his head and saw the little teammate's stupid and powerful expression, and couldn't help but cough helplessly.
"Cristiano."
The little teammate immediately jumped up and stood up, but his face was already flushed, and Juan couldn't help but start thanking him for not having a popular tan: "You like children so much?" β
"yes, I like kids a lot." As soon as he said this, Cristiano's eyes began to soften, and he rubbed the head of the little guy next to him, the child also had curly hair, and his eyes were big and looked cute. "I've been thinking that if I have a child who is related by blood in the future, then my life should be complete."
Oh, and this nineteen-year-old is already thinking about being a dad?
Juan couldn't help but smile: "Your girlfriend is down?" β
As soon as he said this, the Portuguese teenager immediately languished and replied: "No." He hasn't found anyone who can stabilize himself until now, the girlfriend he talked about in Lisbon before had been separated when he first arrived at Manchester United, and he also had a lot of warblers around him in a season, and then there were no short-term indulgences, but there were really no long-term infatuations.
"You don't even have a girlfriend, and you still want to have children?" Juan shook his head helplessly.
As the players entered, the two of them stopped talking and were about to walk away, when Rui Costa in front of him looked back and smiled meaningfully: "The child's mother and girlfriend are two different things. β
This sentence directly confused the two young people who were not deeply involved in the world, they looked at each other and did not speak, but honestly followed their teammates on the field, but about this issue, Juan forgot it in an instant, but it remained in someone's mind.
"Hello viewers, this is Sky Sports, and we are broadcasting Portugal's match against Greece in the European Championship final, which is currently Portugal's possession."
Sky Sports' commentator subconsciously said this casually, and then lowered his head and prepared to drink saliva to tidy himself up, after all, no one knew if he needed to yell later, but he just looked up and drank water for a while and glanced at the screen, and then "poof" water sprayed all over the table.
"Ahem...... WTFοΌοΌ β
In his almost astonished suspicions, the captain of Greece, Zagorakis, had already raised his hands and ran to the touchline, surrounded by a swarm of Greek players, and on the big screen, the score had become 0-1 - Portugal in front and Greece in the back.
"Thirteen seconds into the game, Greece's lightning raid against Portugal!! Basinas and Chatas made a fumbled move and then passed the ball far to Yannakopolos, who sent the ball to Zagorakis with a long pass...... A long shot! No one could react! β
It was true that no one could react, even Juan showed a rare expression of surprise, after all, the person who was holding the ball in the midfield at that time was Rui, although he was slow, but it was difficult for someone to break the ball, maybe it was not mentioned at the beginning of the game?
When Rui ran back with a black face, Juan greeted him: "What happened just now?" β
"Don't mention it," he said in a rare swearing, "I'll make up for my mistakes." β
Juan didn't say anything, nodding his head to indicate that he knew, and being scored less than a minute after the game started was actually a very important impact on morale, especially when the ball was originally with them.
In the following time, Rui Costa literally showed his life's work, in fact, needless to say, it was his last game for the national team, and it was a shame that the ball was cut off at his feet?!!
Juan also knew the shame in the hearts of his seniors, so whenever he broke the ball or passed it to his feet, he would send the ball in the direction of Rui, and Deco also understood Juan's thoughts, and for a while, the spectacle of feeding the ball to the midfield appeared in the front and back courts.
ββ¦β¦ Could Portugal be trying to put Rui Costa to shame? The commentator in the live broadcast room hesitated for a moment before speaking, "But isn't their main goal now to score an equalizer first?" β
Rui Costa was also mad, and organized several attacks back and forth to be blocked, but just as he took a deep breath and was about to make another trip, Figo cut the ball directly from his feet.
βοΌοΌβ The whole field, including Rui Costa, did not expect that his ball was broken again, and the initiator was actually his teammate and captain, but Figo did not control the ball at his feet, but immediately passed it to Maniche, Maniche hesitated for a while, seeing that the Greek players were about to be pressed, and hurriedly ran towards the Greek half with the ball in the direction indicated by Figo.
"Luis, what are you doing?!"
"Calm down, Rui." Figo is also helpless, Juan has been looking at him for a long time, and if he doesn't come later, then Juan will break the ball with his own feet, but Juan to break the ball and he, the captain, is completely different, especially in the middle of the game.
He also knows the character of his friend for many years, and Greece will indeed make him unbearable before, he sighed and patted Rui on the shoulder: "Rui, it's the last game, don't you want to win the cup?" β
Rui Costa was stunned and fell silent.
It was the last game of the European Championship and his last international game, and he certainly understood what Figo meant.
Now is not the time to be rash, even if you want to take revenge, you have to wait for the dust to settle!