Sara: *laying back on her bed, staring at the ceiling.*
Scooter: You okay?
Sara: Why is it, whenever I'm finally quiet for a moment, you ask "you okay?"?
Scooter: Cause for a human, you're pretty much like us muppets. You're rarely quiet. And when you're quiet, either your sleeping, or something's going on in your head.
Sara: *scoffs playfully, looking over at him.*
Scooter: And you definately arn't sleeping. So, what's going through your head?
Sara: You really wanna know?
Scooter: *sitting at the computer, looking over at her. His expression is that he's not really sure if he wants to know or not now.* Uh...sure.
Sara: What's for dinner tonight? What should I wear to work today? Will I have to stock supplements? Am I going to have to bag dehydrated fruit yet again? Are there going to be anymore 'come in just before we close shop' customers tonight? How long is it going to take to count my drawer down? What's going to happen to Red, Doc, Convincing John, and Doc in my story?
Scooter: Uh....let's see. Whatever you decide to fix. I'd say jeans and a comfy t-shirt, probably good sneakers with those insoles. I'm not sure. From you told me, no, because usually Aubrey or Lou does that. Hopefully no, cause that is a pain isn't it? Usually 20 minutes, but you are getting better and faster. And I have no clue, until you write more story.
Sara: *sitting up now, after having listened to his answers* ...Wow. I never expected you to answer them.
Scooter: Kermit always shoots off questions to me like that. I'm used to it.
Sara: Okay, gofer. Anything on your mind?
Scooter: Whens the next chapter?
Sara: It might be tomorrow, only got it halfway done as of now...
Scooter: Oh, alright. Oh hey, I heard from Nora that the guys are sick! A cold or something.
Sara: I'll send them some Beaufort Stew. That'll make 'em feel good.
*She and Scooter make up a huge pot of Beaufort stew, and then haul it into town to give to them.*