They finally reached the yard of her house, where Jared was waiting for her in the doorway, as he usually did.

He had the door open so he could see Farrah when she walked in the yard.

His expression was angry, but Farrah's nice little phone farewell hadn't helped.

Suddenly thinking of a perfect phrase for the purpose Farrah uttered "It's not fair!" as she ran up onto the porch and out of the torrential rain.

"No it's not, is it?" Jared retorted.

Farrah just glared at him. "How would you know what fair is?"

"I'd sure as hell know fair before you would." He replied coldly.

There was a pause, and for a moment the two of them just glared at one another, as if daring the other to speak.

"Well, get your ruddy duff in the house already." Jared finally said.

Farrah walked into the house, Merlin following her. She stopped right inside the door when Jared spoke.

"Who said the dog's going?" He took a loathing look at Merlin.

Farrah's barn owl twitched. He had always been allowed in the house. He was extremely behaved: sometimes too behaved.

"Who said the dog is going?" Jared repeated harshly.

"I did." Farrah retorted. She walked out of the doorway, further into the house.

"Farrah!" Jared yelled, outraged.

"Farrah." Sarah said with a hint of surprise. "You're home early. Did you.." Sarah began.

"He interrupted the speech! As well as the rest of my free time!" Farrah yelled.

Farrah suddenly had an urge to use a very inappropriate gesture and call Jared a very inappropriate name. She held back, because she knew Sarah wouldn't approve, even though she was more laid-back than Jared. Sarah gave her husband a reprimanding look.

"Jared, not one little speech?" she asked, humored.

"You know, I could have put him on hold when he called me." Farrah interrupted Jared scowled at her.

"That's true." Sarah agreed.

Sarah sighed: she loved Jared and Farrah equally. Why couldn't they get along? What was it about Jared that Farrah hated? Was there some mysterious fact about Jared that she was totally unaware of, and Farrah was? Or was Farrah just confused? Sarah shook her head.

"And plus you guys are still HERE!!!" Farrah yelled. "I could be at the park. And for the icing on the cake, I never got offered a ride!"

"We have to leave early Farrah. And I thought you were on a date!" Jared said, surprised, but still angry.

"I never even once told you I was on a date! That was something your fowl little mind conjured up!" Farrah retorted.

"Farrah." Sarah warned, but still with humor.

'It sounded like Sarah didn't like what I just said, but why is she still smiling?' Farrah asked herself. 'Weird.'

"Farrah, where else would a 16 year old go at that hour?" Jared asked, interrupting Farrah's thoughts again. "Will you ever have any dates?"

"Jared, leave that be. She's got all the time in the world." Sarah countered.

"I can't do anything right, can I?" Farrah yelled. She huffed, without another word to Sarah and Jared, and ran up the stairs to her room.