"Are you sure your sister doesn't have a screw loose?"

Rolling his eyes Lincoln sighed. "Look, just because someone seems to talk to the air doesn't mean they have a screw loose!" he insisted.

"Maybe, but from what you told me, Lori was sure acting crazy" Ronnie Anne said, crossing her arms. "I mean first she says Clyde should act normal around her, so you and your sister try helping him do that. But then she thinks Clyde doesn't have a crush on her anymore and tries to get him back, and in the end when he turns into a nose-bleeding robot again, she is glad he is back to his old creepy self again?" Frantically she shook her head. "I mean, what the heck?!"

With his thumb and index finger, Lincoln stoke over his chin. "I'm not really sure what was up with Lori. My sisters don't get it either – heck, she probably doesn't get it herself! But, she doesn't seem to mind Clyde's obsessive behavior as much as before anymore and generally has a better opinion of him, sooo…" He shrugged. "All's well that ends well I guess?"

"I still think she has a screw loose" Ronnie Anne said, still not seeming convincec.

Frowning Lincoln stemmed his head against his fist. "Whatever" he mumbled, blowing a stand of his hair out of his face.

Ronnie Anne cocked her head. While not directly upset, Lincoln did seem a little down. "You okay?" she asked.

Lincoln sighed. "Yeah – just a little bummed all that work on Clyde was for nothing."

"You mean teaching him how to do the ABC trick, hold his breath around Lori and talk to a cheap copy of her while having a fish under his shirt?" Ronnie Anne snickered. "Yeah, you two really worked your butts off."

"The fish was his idea!" Lincoln protested. "And Leni's Lori impression was spot on!" He stemmed his face against his fist again, this time though wearing a more ponderous look. "But seriously, what did she tell him that basically erased all the progress he made?"

Ronnie Anne shrugged. "Beats me." A somewhat sly smirk formed on her face. "Wish I could have seen his robot-nosebleed though – it sure sounded messy."

"Tell me!" Lincoln sighed "Some of the stains will probably never go out of the carpet…"

A fit of giggles broke out of Ronnie Anne. As she calmed down, the look on her face was a little more serious. "Hey Lincoln, what do you think about Clyde's crush on Lori?" she asked, curiously tilting her head.

Lincoln raised an eyebrow. "Me?"
"Yeah – don't you feel awkward knowing he is obsessed with your oldest sister?"

"I try not to think about it too much" he replied. "If he feels that way for her, I can do little about it but respect it and support him when he needs me."

Ronnie Anne smiled. "You really are a great friend, Lincoln."

"Also, while his obsession is a little creepy, at least Clyde doesn't show his affection by shoving sandwiches into people's pants."

The smile on her face turned upside down. "You just earned yourself a sloppy jo with extra thick sauce right down your underwear!"

Nervously Lincoln gulped. "You'll probably forget by the next time we meet… I hope."

"Oh, you bet I won't forget that! Smell ya later, lame-o."