By the time Rachel and John get to the apple orchard Marilla's already up a ladder picking apples. John helps Rachel put her ladder up and the climbs up behind Marilla. "You didn't need me to hold the ladder, cheeky lady. What am I going to do with you?" John asks as he slips his arms around Marilla's waist.
"Stop flirting and start picking!" Rachel yells from three trees down.
"Don't you ever stop? Don't spoil the moment, Rachel. We were having such a lovely time until you interrupted." Marilla says as she climbs down the ladder with her first bushel of apples.
"I think that you're supposed to be picking apples for your preserves. Don't you want to get finished apple picking today?" Rachel says watching Marilla.
"I do want to get finished and I would remind you that I've already picked a bushel of apples and you're only half way through your first one." Marilla says climbing back up the ladder.
John doesn't follow Marilla up her ladder but puts up his own ladder in the tree next to Marilla.
