Nora: (lying on sofa, with ice pack on head) What a day...
Erin: (reading a book while sitting with legs swung over arm of chair) You too, huh? What happened?
Nora: You wouldn't believe it. Down at the shop, the entire shelf of architecture books collapsed while I was standing beneath it. (points to bruise on head) This came courtesy of Frank Lloyd Wright.
Erin: Well, well, form does follow function...namely, downwards. (turns page) I just had a really long writing day. Sources not calling me back and stuff. Wonder where everyone is?
Storyteller: Well, Scooter wanted to practice some skateboard stunt for the show, and Beige is out coaching him...
(huge crash in the hallway)
Beige: No! You were supposed to do the triple ollie before you cleared the bucket of maple syrup...hang on. (runs in) Hey, uh, guys, we need a little help out here. (yells over shoulder) If you can move it, it's not broken!
Erin: (rolls eyes, gets first aid kit, goes out into hallway) I don't want to know...
Storyteller: Dear me...Erin just got over her bad ankle, your head hurts and heaven only knows what happened to Scooter. This place starting to resemble a battlefield hospital.
Nora: Does anyone know all the words to the theme from MASH?
Erin: (escorting in Scooter, who is clutching his arm) I should be used to this, but what was that for?
Scooter: I'm supposed to be doing something on Muppet Sports - Lewis Kazagger's doing a special series on really harebrained sports - and I wanted to...owww...
Beige: Okay, I did suggest the maple syrup and the pool of marbles. But you came up with the rest of the obstacle course yourself...and that triple ollie was just awful.
Scooter: Quit scolding me and get me an ice pack.