Page 88 of A Summer Mismatch
Rosa:What?
Don:How are we going to get the two of them into a boat together?
Walt:And get them to the middle of the lake without any oars?
Rosa:Oooh we need some ambiance music. I’ll take care of that.
Harry:Chocolates? Roses? Winnie, is Julia allergic to flowers too?
Winnie:No, she’s not.
Harry:Okay, I’ll take care of that part.
Don:I’ll make some *poop emoji* cookies.
Polly:Poop cookies?
Rosa:That sounds terrible. Why would you do that?
Don:That’s the chocolate chip picture.
Don:Right?
Polly: I’m ded.*skull and crossbones emoji*
Don:I don’t know what that means.
Samantha:Don—that’s the poop emoji, not a chocolate chip emoji. And “I’m ded” means something is so funny or awkward that you feel like you’re dying.
Don:Well, that seems extreme.
Nancy:Focus, please!
Winnie:I’m worried this is getting too complicated. I think if we just get the two of them alone together in a room, they’ll work all this out on their own.
Polly:Yeah, but what’s the fun in that?
Walt:It’s the practical answer.
Polly:Practical, shmactical. This is LOVE.
Nancy:All in favor of the boat?
Polly:Aye
Rosa:Yes
Harry:Me
Don:I’m in
Winnie:What the heck. Let’s go all in.
Walt:*sigh* I can see I’m in the minority here. Boat it is.
Nancy:Perfect. Rosa and Polly, take care of the ambiance. Walt and Harry, find a boat. Don, make sure Horace and Smitty don’t mess this up.
Don:Sure, give me the hardest task.
