"What was all that about?" asked Ginger.
"Well, Skipper lost his hat, and is overreacting about it. I think we're all going to end up looking for it soon," explained Mary Ann.
"His hat? Is that all?"
"So I heard."
"I wonder what Gilligan did to it this time," said Ginger.
"Gilligan didn't have anything to do with it!" defended Mary Ann.
"Oh, come on! You know that if it weren't for Gilligan, we would have already been rescued by now. Ninety-nine percent of the time every little thing that goes wrong is Gilligan's fault. The other one percent is because of-"
"Ginger, please! You don't know the half of it! We don't know the whole story, or we would have already found that hat by now! Gilligan is kind, honest, and I love..." Mary Ann slowly stopped, and caught herself saying these words.
"Mary Ann, you look like you just got knocked in the head with a coconut. It's so obvious that you love Gilligan, and there's nothing you can do about it. Why don't you talk to him?"
Mary Ann sighed, and said, "I can't. What if he doesn't love me back? Then, I'll look like a pie-making idiot."
"Well, you pretty much-"
"I'm going for a walk," responded Mary Ann, while walking out the door.
She looked at the lagoon, how blue it was, and how balanced it was. It was balanced enough to create a barrier between the island that they were all on, and the real world. Mary Ann needed to have some time to think.