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After mailing out the insurance fees and feeling the burden lifted from their shoulders, Kathy and Ed were able to finally enjoy the last bit of time they had before Howard Brinkley's movie script was due and they had to begin the process of creating the movie.

The day the script was due, Ed awoke knowing straight away what day it was. The first thing he did (after dressing in his favorite sun dress and its matching hat, of course) was go to the telephone table and place a call to the man in charge, himself.

"Hello, Mr. Brinkley?"

There was a yawn on the other end, then Howard replied drowsily, "Edward? Why have you called so early? What's the problem?"

"Oh, sorry. No, no problem, sir. I just wanted to let you know that today's the deadline for the film script and I have it all ready and it's right here and... when can I bring it over?"

"Ah... yeah. Um... you can come over for another dinner tonight if you want and then you can get it to me then."

"Okay. That's great. Normal time?"

"Yeah, whatever you want."

"Alright, Mr. Brinkley. Sorry for disturbing you. Goodbye." Ed hung up. He paced back and forth several times, then began jumping up and down happily. Finally he went to find Kathy.

"Kathy?" Ed asked, walking into the kitchen.

Kathy turned around from the counter and looked at Ed. "Yes? What is it?"

"Hehe... we're going to the Brinkleys for dinner again," Ed replied nervously.

Kathy nodded slowly to herself. "Okay. Sit down and I'll serve you breakfast."

Ed pulled out a chair from the table and lowered himself into it slowly. "You... you want to go?" Ed asked, curiously. From previous experience, he could tell that Kathy didn't like going to Howard's that much but now she seemed to be acting differently. And it was strange.

"Yeah. What's wrong with that?"

"Hmm... uh... well, usually you don't look forward to these dinner outings. What's changed?"

"Nothing. I guess I just find the company of the Brinkleys very enjoyable."

Ed looked at her with uncertainly for a moment, then decided he was acting foolish so he eased up a bit. Kathy placed breakfast in front of Ed, then went back to the counter to serve her own breakfast.

Ed picked up his fork and poked an egg cooked sunny side up with it. Being punctured, yellow goop began oozing from its wound. He watched it in a daze.

Kathy sat down finally and stared at Ed who was staring at the egg. "I never knew breakfast could be so entertaining," She said sarcastically.

Ed shrugged. "Sorry. I've just got things on my mind right now..."

"Care to share?"

"Uhh... not particularly."

Kathy nodded. "Okay. Sure." She paused for a moment, then continued, "But if you ever want to talk, just know that I'm here and I'm willing to listen."

"Yeah... I'll remember that," Ed said distantly. After a minute, he stood up and pushed in his chair. "Honey, if you'll excuse me. I think I need to be alone."

Kathy frowned, watching him walk out of the kitchen.

As he was walking, Ed reached his hand around to his backside to 'adjust himself'. Kathy could just barely hear him from inside the living room say, "Geez, I have the biggest wedgie ever."