Still on that same interstate in the year 2001

Still on that same interstate in the year 2001

"Morning Carey your up pretty early."  Molly speaks to him.

            "Um yeah I couldn't sleep."  Sam knew he had to stop staring at her, after all this lady could be his sister or something.

            "You too huh?  Well I was about a grab some cereal before Clu and Annie finish it off, care to join me?"  Clu?!  Sam thought to himself, was that somebody's name?  In their right mind would name their child Clu?  Sam had seen and heard far more bizarre things and realized he was taking too long in answering such a simple question.

            "Sure why not."  He lets Molly lead the way even though he had pretty good idea of where the kitchen area was.  She pulls open a cupboard and pulls down a box a Frosted Mini O's.  Feeling as if he should help out some how Sam starts to opening the other cupboards in search of some bowls.  Molly sets the box down and looks at him oddly.

            "Carey what are you doing?"

            "Looking for the bowls."

            "There right here (she points to stack of dishes in the far corner) where they have always been."

            "Now why didn't I think of that!?"  He forces out a laugh but soon stops when he discovers she is still looking him in confusion.  Great just great!  Just leaped here less then 5 minutes ago and already two people think you're out of it!  Where in the heck is Al!?  Sam continues his internal argument, while Molly starts to pour the cereal.  Quickly become bored of the silence she begins to speak again.

            "What did you think of the concert last night?"  Oh boy, a question dealing with events of the past were the worst for Sam to answer.

            "I um thought they sounded great."  He answers after hesitating for a brief moment.  Molly looks at him and start burst out laughing.  It hestitally made Sam feel uncomfortable.

            "Since when do you refer to yourself in the third person Carey?"  Sam's eyes bug out of his head and starts to choke on the spoonful of little wheat shaped O's he had brought to his mouth seconds before. A band, he was in a band, wonderful!

            "Oh my God are you all right?!"  Molly jumps up behind him and starts to pound on this back.  Just as suddenly as he had started Sam stops.  He turns up towards the woman melting into her eyes and smiles let her know he's ok.  She waits a second and ventures back to her seat.

            "I thought it would be a change a pace something to try out."  Sam knew his comment could easily be categorized in the book of the world's dumbest remarks.  He felt sorry for his Carey kid making him to appear has a total idiot.

            "Well Ok, Molly would like some sugar."  She says with a laugh, Sam keeps on eating.  She clears her throat, and he looks up and it suddenly dawns on him.  She was Molly.  Finally he had a name to use.

            "Sorry Molly here you go."  He says while sliding the small container in the center of the table on over.

            "I asked for sugar not salt."  Sam looks around the table not seeing anything else it could be.

            "I um…."  Molly sighs and starts to wonder if she should force him back to bed since he obviously wasn't completely awake yet.

            "Under the sink just like always."  She tells him and he quickly gets up.  Just as he does Al appears.  Like every time when Sam sees Al in a new leap he wants to shout out halleluiah!  Instead he walks past the hologram as if it isn't there and opens the cupboard under the sink.

            "Ok Sam your name is Carey Bell and you're a guitar player.  It's October 7th, 2001."  Al starts to tell Sam, who still hasn't looked towards him.  He stands up and hands Molly two packs of sugar.

            "If you'll excuse me I must use the bathroom."  Sam finally looks at Al to indicate he was to follow him.