We start off in the kitchen with Cheyenne and Van trying to convince Reba to loan them her car for the night
Scene 1
Cheyenne: Please mom
Reba: No!
Van: Come on, Mrs. H…
Reba: Oh alright…
Cheyenne and van at same time: Really?
Reba: No!
Van: (in whining voice) please…..
Reba: Why do you want to use it so bad anyway?
Cheyenne: we wanna go out for a night..
Reba: what about Rhonda?
Van: No Way!
Cheyenne: He won't let me drive her
Reba: Fine. Take my car.
Van: Thanks, Mrs.H
Cheyenne: yeah thanks mom. Oh and by the way can you watch Elizabeth?
Reba: Fine! But next time give me some notice.
Cheyenne: Thanks mom! (As they walk out the door)
Scene 2
We start off with Cheyenne and van in the parking lot of a bar and they are getting into Reba's car with Van in the driver's seat and Cheyenne in the passenger's
Cheyenne: Van, are you sure you don't want me to drive?
Van: I'm fine Cheyenne
They drive off
Van starts makin' a funny face
Cheyenne: Honey, are you okay?
Van: I…have…to….sneeze….
They start swerving all over the road and it cuts to back at home with Reba playing with Elizabeth.
Reba: Elizabeth, what do you wanna play?
Elizabeth: Hide-Go-Seek
Reba: Okay you hide and I'll come find you…. 1,2,3,4,
(Elizabeth giggles then runs off)
Scene 3
Cuts to Van and Cheyenne and they are sittin' in Reba's car in the ditch.
Cheyenne: Oh my gosh! Van, honey are you okay?
Van: Yeah, I am fine. Are you okay?
Cheyenne: yeah… oh my gosh!
Van: What?
Cheyenne: mom's car!
Van: Uh oh! Well it's not my fault I sneezed! So I cannot be held responsible!
Cheyenne: Okay that's what we will tell her…
Van: Let's try to get out of here.
Cheyenne: Okay…
Van starts the car and pulls slowly out of the ditch.
Scene 4
Van: (as they walk through the door) we're back and we didn't do anything wrong… (Cheyenne hits him)
(Reba starts comin' out of the kitchen)
Reba: Hey guys…How was your night?
Cheyenne: Great
Van: Yeah, we didn't do anything wrong.
Cheyenne: (hits him again) Quiet Van!
Reba: I am gonna try and forget about what just happened…
Cheyenne: Good. Nothing happened…come on Van (and they run upstairs) (Reba makes her thinking face tryin' to figure out what just went on)
(Kyra walks in)
Kyra: hey Mom. What's with the face?
Reba: Just thinkin' about somethin' that Cheyenne said. It didn't really make sense…
Kyra: Mom don't think about it too much. I learned that early on. Cheyenne rarely ever makes sense.
Reba: Kyra! I hate to admit it but that is sometimes so true..
Kyra: I told ya.
Reba: So how was your day?
Kyra: Boring as always. Skipped some school, drank something from a mysterious cup and came home…
Reba: Glad to know I raised you well
Kyra: Can't ya tell?
Reba: Yes, yes I can
Kyra: Ok I gotta go to band practice. But if Barbra-Jean asks I WAS not here, got it?
Reba: Got it.
Kyra: Bye mom (as she walks out the front door)
Reba: Bye honey.
Barbra-Jean: Youhoo Reba (calls Reba while walkin in back door)
Reba: Oh no! No where to run and Barbra-Jean's here. I am not here no one is!
Barbra-Jean: yeah right then how come you're talking to me?
Reba: because this isn't Reba!
Barbra-jean: Then who is it, a ghost?
Reba: Yes (in a spooky voice)
Barbra-Jean: Very funny, Reba. We've been through this before, remember?
Reba: How could I forget?
Barbra-Jean: Well you couldn't, duh! It's me no one ever forgets me!
Reba: Yeah, so hard to forget you….Anyways why are you here?
Barbra-Jean: Well I was bored at home with Brock away on a business trip and I couldn't help but notice your car.
Reba: My car? Oh you notice where I ran into that mailbox? Cause it wasn't me it was Van.
Barbra-Jean: Well sure if it was more like 100 mailboxes.
Reba: 100!
Barbra-Jean: Yeah. So what'd ya do? You didn't run into an old lady again, did you?
Reba: NO and when did I ever run into an old lady?
Barbra-Jean: Oh that wasn't you? Who was it then? Oh my gosh I have to go visit an old lady in the hospital! (And runs out)
Reba: (walks to the window and looks at her car) Oh my gosh! Barbra-Jean wasn't drinking! My Car! (walks over to the bottom of the stairs) Van! Cheyenne! Get down here! Now!
Van: (running down the stairs) Y-y-y-es Mrs.H?
Reba: What happened to my car?
Van: Well…..
Cheyenne: Van did it!
Van: Cheyenne!