"Did you say something" asked Dora the Explorer. "Yeah, I asked you if you have seen that receipt? I just had it right here in my... This is so frustrating!" said her husband. "Is it this one under the kleenex box?" she asked. "No, it was from Shell for about $27." "I already filed that one hun." "Where? Show me." He said. "Fine! Hang on." Dora began to rifle through the shoebox of receipts from the previous year. "Here it is." "No! That's not it. I'm looking for one from June. This is from 9/13. That's... Um... September. I need June." "Well I haven't seen it." Dora said coldly. "Oh here it is. June 5th. This was from when we went skiing with the Jankly's right?" "Um, yeah. That was... Yeah. June 5th." "Did you finish those yet?" "No, I'm still working on them." Dora replied, obviously frustrated with all the interruptions. There was no conversation for several minutes. The silence was cut only by the occasional sniff or throat clearing. "What's 15 percent of 280?" Asked Dora. "I don't know. Here's the calculator." Dora punched a couple numbers into the Radio Shack brand pocket calculator. Paused, then punched in a few more numbers. "How do you do this?" "What?" "Um... I want to do a percent. Do I type in the number then hit percent, then the percent? or is it vice versa? Oh, wait I got it... Woah. We really under tipped this waitress at the Ram's Horn." "Was that the one who kept screwing up the orders?" "Hun, you're thinking of the Red Lobster 4 years ago." "No! it was Ram's Horn." "It was not. Because I ordered the Shrimp Scampi and she brought me Popcorn Shrimp." "Yeah, that was at the Ram's Horn." "Ram's Horn doesn't serve shrimp!" "Yes they do!" "Do you want to call them up right now and ask how much their shrimp scampi is?" "No, I really don't." "Because you know I'm right." "Fine! And while you're at it, ask if Rachel still works there and if she ever learned the difference between Scampi and Popcorn Shrimp!" "Fine!" Dora picked up the cordless phone and dialed a few numbers into the handset. "Yes, Hello, Ram's Horn? Do you guys serve shrimp scampi? - - Oh you don't? Interesting. What about Rachel? Does she still work there? - She Does? Well tell her that she needs to ... learn um, the difference between Popcorn and Scampi. You know, for the customers." Dora began smiling as she make eye contact with her husband. "You fake being on the phone!" yelled her husband as he laughed in a playful manor. He make a mad dash for the phone in the family room. "Um I GOTTA GO GOODBYE!" Dora yelled on the phone as so her husband could hear, all the while laughing hysterically. She hung up just before her husband was able to reach the other phone. "I'm sorry! They had to go! Rachel needed help!" She yelled in a bout of uncontrollable laughter. Her husband poked his head into the doorway to the kitchen smiling at his wife. He threw a pillow from the sofa at Dora, playfully. The pillow hit Dora's arm while she ducked out of the way, bounced off, and knocked the shoebox of receipts onto the floor, spilling the contents. "You Idiot!" Dora yelled.