Erin: (at table, poring over notes for a new assignment) Ask me why I was stupid enough to start covering town meetings.
Scooter: Okay, why were you stupid enough to start covering town meetings?
Erin: (chuckle) Actually, truth be told, the editor palmed this off on me, and it's rapidly turning into a monster.
Scooter: I see...the kind that you'd see on "Beast of the Week?"
Erin: Right on.
Nora: (on phone) Okay, Mrs. Farley, I'll be down to help in a bit...wow, you're kidding...okay, you're not kidding. I'll be down in a bit. (hangs up)
Scooter: What happened?
Nora: Mrs. Farley's husband brought his pet salamanders to the shop...
Erin: And they got loose in the philosophy section again?
Nora: Oh, they got into the copies of Hobbes' "Leviathan" and started ranting about the depravity of humans...wasn't pretty.
Beige: I've got to run - I'm off to a diplomatic meeting down in the Hemming and Hawing Caves.
Storyteller: And I've got ten legends to sort through - one about this crazy Fraggle called Blundig.