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Chapter Four Scene One
Later that morning, while Mary Ann was hanging up clothes, Mr. and Mrs. Howell came along. "Mary Ann, Mr. Howell and I are simply dying of curiosity, so you'll forgive our impertinence. Are you feeling all right, dear?"
"Yes, of course, Mrs. Howell," Mary Ann was confused.
"But is there anything you'd like to tell us?"
Mr. Howell interrupted his wife. "Lovey, get to the point! Mary Ann, what we're trying to ask is, what's going on with you and Gilligan?"
Mary Ann smiled. "Well, it's very simple. Gilligan and I are a couple."
"A couple of what?", Mrs. Howell asked, puzzled.
"Lovey dear, I think what she's trying to say is that she and Gilligan are seeing each other. You know--socially."
"Oh, how wonderful! Well, I think it's about time."
"You do, Mrs. Howell?"
"Yes, it's been painfully obvious that you two have had eyes for each other for some time. At least to me." Mrs. Howell smiled and looked smug. "Remember, I tried to get you two together nearly two years ago!"
Mary Ann smiled at the memory. "Yes, I do remember."
"Well, you two simply must let me plan the wedding."
"I think it's a little early for that, Mrs. Howell."
"Nonsense! It's never too early to start planning a wedding, or a party, or any social event for that matter." Mr. and Mrs. Howell walked away, chattering together about their plans. Mary Ann shook her head and went back to hanging up clothes.
Scene Two
The Skipper and the Professor cornered Gilligan as he was emptying his lobster traps. "All right, Little Buddy--what's going on?"
"I'm emptying my lobster traps, Skipper--see?"
The Skipper got exasperated. "No, I mean between you and Mary Ann!"
"Yes, you two have been acting strangely all morning, Gilligan. What's happened?", the Professor asked.
"I'm sorry, but a gentleman doesn't kiss and...", Gilligan started.
"Yes, yes, I know a gentleman doesn't kiss and tell. Well, Gilligan...TELL!", the Skipper roared.
"OK, Skipper. Well, last night Mary Ann and I went for a walk, see?"
"Yes, Ginger said something about that last night." The Professor, seeing Skipper's look, quickly said, "but never mind. Tell us what happened, Gilligan."
"Well, basically, I told her that I, well...like her. And it turns out she likes me, too."
"You're kidding!" The Skipper was stunned.
Gilligan looked crestfallen. "Somebody could like me", he said.
"No, I didn't mean that, Little Buddy." The Skipper patted Gilligan on the shoulder. "I mean, I can't believe you actually got up the nerve to tell her."
"Yes, I'm surprised, too, Gilligan", the Professor broke in.
"I'm kinda surprised myself." Gilligan pulled an especially big lobster out of the trap. "Boy, look at this one!"
"You'll have a good lunch with that one, Gilligan," the Skipper laughed.
"No, I'm not hungry." Gilligan put the lobster in the box.
"You're not hungry? But you're always hungry! And I know you didn't eat much breakfast," the Skipper said.
"I'm just not hungry, Skipper."
"You look tired, Gilligan. Did you not sleep very well last night?" the Professor asked.
"No, I didn't sleep very well--I didn't sleep at all."
The Skipper and the Professor gave each other a knowing look behind Gilligan's back. "Gilligan", the Skipper started. "Don't look now, Little Buddy, but you have all the classic symptoms of somebody in the early stages of love." The Skipper and the Professor chuckled and walked away. Gilligan shrugged and went back to his lobsters.
Chapter Four Scene One
Later that morning, while Mary Ann was hanging up clothes, Mr. and Mrs. Howell came along. "Mary Ann, Mr. Howell and I are simply dying of curiosity, so you'll forgive our impertinence. Are you feeling all right, dear?"
"Yes, of course, Mrs. Howell," Mary Ann was confused.
"But is there anything you'd like to tell us?"
Mr. Howell interrupted his wife. "Lovey, get to the point! Mary Ann, what we're trying to ask is, what's going on with you and Gilligan?"
Mary Ann smiled. "Well, it's very simple. Gilligan and I are a couple."
"A couple of what?", Mrs. Howell asked, puzzled.
"Lovey dear, I think what she's trying to say is that she and Gilligan are seeing each other. You know--socially."
"Oh, how wonderful! Well, I think it's about time."
"You do, Mrs. Howell?"
"Yes, it's been painfully obvious that you two have had eyes for each other for some time. At least to me." Mrs. Howell smiled and looked smug. "Remember, I tried to get you two together nearly two years ago!"
Mary Ann smiled at the memory. "Yes, I do remember."
"Well, you two simply must let me plan the wedding."
"I think it's a little early for that, Mrs. Howell."
"Nonsense! It's never too early to start planning a wedding, or a party, or any social event for that matter." Mr. and Mrs. Howell walked away, chattering together about their plans. Mary Ann shook her head and went back to hanging up clothes.
Scene Two
The Skipper and the Professor cornered Gilligan as he was emptying his lobster traps. "All right, Little Buddy--what's going on?"
"I'm emptying my lobster traps, Skipper--see?"
The Skipper got exasperated. "No, I mean between you and Mary Ann!"
"Yes, you two have been acting strangely all morning, Gilligan. What's happened?", the Professor asked.
"I'm sorry, but a gentleman doesn't kiss and...", Gilligan started.
"Yes, yes, I know a gentleman doesn't kiss and tell. Well, Gilligan...TELL!", the Skipper roared.
"OK, Skipper. Well, last night Mary Ann and I went for a walk, see?"
"Yes, Ginger said something about that last night." The Professor, seeing Skipper's look, quickly said, "but never mind. Tell us what happened, Gilligan."
"Well, basically, I told her that I, well...like her. And it turns out she likes me, too."
"You're kidding!" The Skipper was stunned.
Gilligan looked crestfallen. "Somebody could like me", he said.
"No, I didn't mean that, Little Buddy." The Skipper patted Gilligan on the shoulder. "I mean, I can't believe you actually got up the nerve to tell her."
"Yes, I'm surprised, too, Gilligan", the Professor broke in.
"I'm kinda surprised myself." Gilligan pulled an especially big lobster out of the trap. "Boy, look at this one!"
"You'll have a good lunch with that one, Gilligan," the Skipper laughed.
"No, I'm not hungry." Gilligan put the lobster in the box.
"You're not hungry? But you're always hungry! And I know you didn't eat much breakfast," the Skipper said.
"I'm just not hungry, Skipper."
"You look tired, Gilligan. Did you not sleep very well last night?" the Professor asked.
"No, I didn't sleep very well--I didn't sleep at all."
The Skipper and the Professor gave each other a knowing look behind Gilligan's back. "Gilligan", the Skipper started. "Don't look now, Little Buddy, but you have all the classic symptoms of somebody in the early stages of love." The Skipper and the Professor chuckled and walked away. Gilligan shrugged and went back to his lobsters.