TogetherAgain
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Lisa: <sitting on bed, curled up, snug against the wall>
Robin: <hops onto bed next to Lisa> Feeling better?
Lisa: ...Better, compared to when?
Robin: ...Last night?
Lisa: Yes.
Robin: Monday?
Lisa: Yes.
Robin: An hour ago?
Lisa: No.
Robin: ...Oh. I'm sorry.
Lisa: <pats Robin> Thanks.
Robin: ...Want me to get Dr. Bob?
Lisa: NO.
Robin: <shrug> Okay...
Lisa: ...But y'know what you COULD do?
Robin: What?
Lisa: Send my regards at Gonzo's party.
Robin: ...You're not coming?
Lisa: <shakes head> I get nauseous too easily still.
Robin: ...Oh. ...Are you SURE you don't want me to get Dr. Bob?
Lisa: I'm sure. I- ...My mom made an appointment for me for Friday, with a REAL doctor.
Rowlf/Dr. Bob: <coming in> What do you mean, a REAL doctor?
Lisa: I mean, a doctor who prescribes more pills than puns.
Rowlf/Dr. Bob: Point taken. <removes Dr. Bob costume> Come on, Robin, we'd better get going... Sure you don't wanna come, Lisa?
Lisa: I'm sure... <sigh> Send Prawnie my glomps.
Rowlf: ...Robin? That'll be your job.
Robin: <salutes> Frog Scout Robin, ready to glomp! ...What's a glomp?
Lisa: Cross between a hug and a tackle.
Robin: <salutes again> Ready to glomp!
Lisa: <grins> Have a good time, guys. Where's Chef?
Rowlf: ...I think he's still locked in the closet for starting the fire.
Lisa: Fair enough.
Robin: <hops onto bed next to Lisa> Feeling better?
Lisa: ...Better, compared to when?
Robin: ...Last night?
Lisa: Yes.
Robin: Monday?
Lisa: Yes.
Robin: An hour ago?
Lisa: No.
Robin: ...Oh. I'm sorry.
Lisa: <pats Robin> Thanks.
Robin: ...Want me to get Dr. Bob?
Lisa: NO.
Robin: <shrug> Okay...
Lisa: ...But y'know what you COULD do?
Robin: What?
Lisa: Send my regards at Gonzo's party.
Robin: ...You're not coming?
Lisa: <shakes head> I get nauseous too easily still.
Robin: ...Oh. ...Are you SURE you don't want me to get Dr. Bob?
Lisa: I'm sure. I- ...My mom made an appointment for me for Friday, with a REAL doctor.
Rowlf/Dr. Bob: <coming in> What do you mean, a REAL doctor?
Lisa: I mean, a doctor who prescribes more pills than puns.
Rowlf/Dr. Bob: Point taken. <removes Dr. Bob costume> Come on, Robin, we'd better get going... Sure you don't wanna come, Lisa?
Lisa: I'm sure... <sigh> Send Prawnie my glomps.
Rowlf: ...Robin? That'll be your job.
Robin: <salutes> Frog Scout Robin, ready to glomp! ...What's a glomp?
Lisa: Cross between a hug and a tackle.
Robin: <salutes again> Ready to glomp!
Lisa: <grins> Have a good time, guys. Where's Chef?
Rowlf: ...I think he's still locked in the closet for starting the fire.
Lisa: Fair enough.