"So then the guy said, about the lame museum, 'This place is cheesier than Wisconsin!'" Harrison and Karen cracked up at his joke.

"That's a good one." Karen giggled. She snuggled closer to Harrison, who was sitting next to her. Luke and Tru shared a side.

Harrison gave Tru an uncomfortable smile, and a look that said, 'What should I do?' Tru smiled and said, "Harrison, can I talk to you for a minute. I need to ask you what Meredith's phone number is again."

"Who's Meredith?" Karen asked curiously, hoping that it wasn't Harry's girlfriend.

"Our sister." Harrison replied.

Karen sighed, relieved. "You don't have your own sister's number?" she asked Tru.

"Well, I do, I have her home phone number, but not her work phone number." Tru replied, hoping that she sounded convincing.

"Whatever." Karen took a sip of her grape juice. 'She won't have a chance to spill that on me now!' Tru thought triumphantly.

Once Tru and Harrison were out of Karen's earsight, but not eyesight, as Karen was staring at Harrison, Tru asked Harrison about how everything was going.

"Well, she must really like me, because I have been telling her the crapiest jokes that I know, and she's been laughing at every single one of them!I mean, that never happens! Not even you laugh at them, and you're my sister."

"Yeah, well, I think they're dumb. Anyway," Tru looked at her watch, 9:30, she read. She continued, "It's getting late. Hopefully she'll want to leave soon, so that we don't have anything to worry about."

"Yeah. Let's go back to the table. I'm going to try my dumbest joke on her!" Harrison said happily.

Tru smiled at Luke as she sat down. Harrison got to the punch line of his joke, and, to his surprise, she laughed! Then she said, "Excuse me, but I need to go to the bathroom."

Harrison let her out, then looked at Tru, with a look that said, 'You better follow her!'

Tru stood up and said, "I'll come with you." Karen looked back at her, like she was weird. But she didn't protest. 'That's a good sign.' Tru thought happily.

"Um, don't you think that I'm old enough to go to the bathroom by myself?" Karen asked when they were almost to the bathroom.

"Uh, well, yes, but I figured, since you're a teenager, and I was once, that girls liked to walk to the bathroom together, like we did when I was one, and I figured you wanted to do that, since you're one. You know what I mean?" Tru said, thinking that what she said didn't make sense, even to herself.

"Riiight..." Karen said and walked into a stall. Tru didn't have to go, so she leaned up against a sink. To Tru's relief, Karen flushed the toilet and walked to the sink to wash her hands.

"Uh, don't you need to go too?" Karen said as she washed her hands.

"No," Tru replied. "I just wanted to wash my hands because they were sticky from my food," she improvised.

"Um, I didn't hear any water," Karen said, drying her hands.

Tru thought of what to say. Karen gave her a look that said, 'Well?'

"I washed my hands when you were flushing the toilet."

"Ok...You're my brother's girlfriend, right?" Tru nodded. "Well, when we get back to the table, I'm telling him that he's going out with a weirdo." Karen left the bathroom.

Tru breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, at least she's alive and calling me a weirdo and not dead."