"Karl! Karl! Karl!" 26 yelled as she pulled Karl and Amelia into the restaurant. They were greeted by a man dressed as a giant duck. 26 pushed the duck aside and pulled Karl over to the ball pen that was closest to them. 26 jumped into the pen, sprouting balls in every direction. She seemed a bit upset when Karl didn't join her in the foot deep bit of balls. Karl and Amelia had taken 26 to some little play/ pizza place. Karl and Amelia sat down at a table and kept an eye on 26 as she soon began to barrel around the place, knocking a lot of stuff over.

Karl had ordered a pizza so now it lay between him and Amelia. He had a slice of it in his hands but Amelia just held a waxed paper cup, occasionally stirring the soda in it with the straw and taking a sip. She would stir it, and then sip, Karl noticed. 26 crawled up into the tubes which ran the entire length of the large room so Karl's eyes could no longer track the small child.

"Does she ever slow down?" Amelia asked him. Karl chuckled slightly and shook his head.

"Never slows down, never stops. She even sleep walks," Karl told her. Amelia laughed.

"I wonder what she dreams about,"

"Me probably," Karl said and Amelia nodded.

"David said that 26 has helped you as much as you've helped her."

"David talks too much," Karl said taking a bite from his pizza.

"Marion said the same thing," Amelia told him and he looked up her.

"What else did Marion say?" he asked her as she leaned forward and wiped some sauce from his cheek.

"Um, that she loves you, she dreams about you every night, and wants to marry you, and, oh yea! She wants to be the mother of your children," Amelia told him laughing. He didn't find it funny.

"You have a sick sense of humor, you know that?" he asked her and she laughed.

"And you've fallen hopelessly in love with the same woman your brother has. Sad, sad, Karl Scott," she said.

"How Earhart has been able to put up with you for this long is beyond me…" Karl admitted. Amelia laughed a little.

"He wonders the same thing about me and you, 'How you have been able to put up with Karl Scott for this long, Amelia, is beyond me,'" she quoted. Karl frowned again.

The pizza was finished. Amelia had eaten a few pieces but Karl had consumed most of it. 26 had disappeared among the tubes about half an hour before, and had not been seen since. Karl had recognized 26's honking laugh a few times but hadn't actually seen the toddler.

"Okay, I got one," Amelia started, setting her cup on the table, "a pirate walks into a bar."

"Oye," Karl said with a sigh.

"No wait, listen. A pirate walks into a bar. The bartender says 'Hey you have a steering wheel in your pants!' And the pirate responds, 'yar, I know, it's driving me nuts!'" Amelia said and Karl chuckled slightly.

"You don't tell Marion these jokes, do you?" Karl asked her.

"Of course I don't. She wouldn't get it," Amelia said. Karl nodded. Marion could be a bit on the naïve side, but he loved her anyway. Karl sighed and searched the ball pen and little windows in the tubes for 26. He didn't see her.

"Hey Amelia…" he started, turning back to her. She wiped her mouth with her hand and placed her cup back on the table, it's plastic lid sitting next to it.

"Yea?" she asked with a chunk of ice in her mouth.

"Who do you think Marion will chose?" he asked seriously, trying not to smile at the crunching sound coming from her mouth as she broke the ice down. She swallowed when she was done.

"Since when do you care what I think?"

"You're her best friend. You must have some idea."

"Marion doesn't even have an idea."

"I know, but… You seem to know more about stuff like this than Marion does. Who would you pick, if you were her?"

"If I were her?" Amelia asked. Karl nodded.

"Yea, just, pretend, there's a man alive you could like you."

"You do realize you're asking for my help here…"

"Yea, yea, sorry."

"Okay. If I were Marion, and I had to choose between you and David. I'd pick, well, let's think about this. David, is very kind. He can be a bit overly cautious at times, and doesn't always believe in himself as much as he should… but you can always depend on him. He'll always be there when you need him. And he's so sweet, and kind. And adaptable. You ever notice that? David is always willing to try new things, to accept different ways of life…"

"Yea, yea I've noticed that. Go on."

"Then there's you… Hard headed, stubborn, self centered a good part of the time. You never seem to accept who, and where, you are. You like being the best, you like taking charge, being the main guy. The tough guy, you love being the tough guy. You're also protective, of yourself, if not someone else. You never want people to know what goes through your head, to know your weaknesses. Though I, as Marion, know I'm you weakness. But you're also dependable. Not all of the time, but if you know you have to do something you do it. You'd never let your friends get hurt. And responsible, you are responsible, I'll give you that," Amelia said. Karl was nodding his head in agreed for the last bit of that.

"So who would you chose?" he asked her, impaitently. Amelia bit her lower lip.

"If you want the truth, which I can see you do… I'll put it classically. You're the Sheriff of Nottingham, and David is Robin Hood," Amelia said in a tone showing she was worried about his response. Karl sighed and looked at the ground.

"Maid Marion, I get it," he said sadly. Amelia sighed.

"Listen, lover boy. You asked me, and I told you. Now I'll tell you something more…"

"Oh great."

"Just listen, just listen. You and David have Marion in this trap, in this castle. You've locked her away with vows of love. She wants to get out, and she has two ways, but both of them would be bad. She runs away with Robin, she runs the risk of running for the rest of her life. She'll be running from you. Now if she runs away with you, she'll always wonder if she didn't leave something more. Do you understand me?" Amelia asked him. Karl nodded his head.

"Yea, I think so."

"Karl, I ask you, I plead you. And I'll ask and plead the same from David. Examine your love, make sure it's real," she told him. Karl looked from the floor to her.

"Where are you, when all of this 'locking away' is taking place?" he asked her. Amelia smiled.

"I'm standing outside of Marion's door, waiting for her run away, so I can go in and clean up," Amelia told him. Karl sighed.

"So how can I become Robin Hood?" Karl asked her.

"Karl, you can't become Robin Hood? You have to be Robin Hood naturally. Marion wants you to be the real you, she doesn't want to love someone who's pretending to wear tights and shoot a little arrow," Amelia told him. Karl nodded, smiling.

"You know, Amelia, someday you're going to make a guy very miserable."

"Hear, hear," Amelia said taking a sip of her drink.

"Hey wait a minute, you finished your drink…" Karl said.

"Yea, this is yours."