Hoozaaat?

Paranoia on the streets. New people skulking into town with new wares to sell to the soon to be tourists. As the whole town is run by six families there is tension rising.1. Restaurants and bars. 2. Clothes retailers. 3. Newsagents. 4. Tobbacco shops. 5. Hardware shops. 6. Construction.
The Outsiders rent overpriced venues from which they operate as estate agents, buckets, spades and general beach stuff, nail designers, handbag sellers, sunglasses, oils and potions, tattoo artists, bar singers that really shouldn't sing, new eastern ladies threatening the white booted ladies that live here all year, small gifted Romanian children who can physically squeeze themselves through barred and bolted windows. It's like some sort of giant theatre.
The locals are muttering..."Hoooozaaat...where from....what street live on....who is renting to them...is he actually selling meat....where he get house to sell?"
Oh, and the invisible wife has reeled in an Englishman with a silver sports car. Should someone warn him?