
AP: (sheepish) Well, you wanted
childhood. Thought you should go full throttle.
(Lynn looks at him, then at the mouse ears, then back at him. Then she gives
a sweet little smile and puts the mouse ears on.)
Another lurch, and this time, AP's
thrown forward and
Lynn has got to her feet and
advanced on Merritt, who's whimpering on the floor.
AP gives him a look, one of the kind
that suggests the looker is planning the demise and entombment of the lookee - and possibly not in that order - and tightens his
arm around