
....Whew...

...Ahhh....

...Awww...

...Yummmm...

...Sigh...

...Mmmm...


Lia: What's Fear?
Zoe: You know...like thunder...or fireworks...when you get psycho and pace till it all stops...
Zoe: And sometimes you even get a little panicky....
Lia: Ya....so....?
Zoe: You big, fat, muscular, overgrown wuss-baby:YOU'RE AFRAID OF A CEILING FAN!
Zoe: (....let's see: Superbowl Champs vs. no offense...no defense....I'm in!...)
Zoe: (... I have an idea Mom won't be happy that you told people she peed....I'm bettin there's no cookies for you tonite.....HAHAHAHAHA....you are SO dumb......)
....wondering if I can find my market so I'll be safe...
Lia: Well....I don't think it's here....
...what does your market smell like?