"Good grief," Michael said as he sat down in one of the 64 enormous upholstered chairs. "My feet don't even think about touching the floor." "This table is longer than the bowling alley," Trent said. He shielded his eyes with his hand and peered down the long wooden table as though he couldn't see the other end. "If you wanted someone to pass you the salt shaker it would take thirty minutes for it to get here," Wendy agreed."