Nearly sliding down the stairs, Mabel Pines made her way down to start up breakfast. She had overslept by about 25 minutes and hadn't even undone her now messy braid from the night before. "Sorry I'm la-" "It's fine, I covered for you." Dipper was sitting at the table with Grunkle Stan. "His cooking ain't half bad." The older man grumbled, eating the last bite of his scrambled eggs. "Try not to incinerate them next time." An uncomfortable chuckle came out of Dipper's mouth. "Cut me some slack, old man." Trying not to blurt out something that might bruise her brother's fragile ego, Mabel took her seat at the table. She examined the eggs thoughtfully, before taking a bite. "I see you tried to spice things up a bit!" Dipper had finally taken her advice about avoiding bland ingredients.
After breakfast, everyone set off on their morning routine to get ready for the day. Dipper had just finished brushing his teeth when he accidentally walked in on his sister changing. Red faced, he tried to back out of the room unnoticed, but it was too late for him. "Get your tush in here and help me pick out my outfit!" Skirts and shorts were lined up, as well as tank tops, shirts, dress, and sweaters. 'Of course she'd still insist on wearing something warm on a hot day.' Dipper thought while rolling his eyes. The woman held up options for her judge on her bed to evaluate. "What about this one?" One thumb down. "Okay… what about the pink skirt?" Two thumbs down.
'This is my chance. Keep it together, man.' Dipper's face grew serious. "Mabel?" The response was only a nod. "What are your thoughts on that Wilson guy?" "You mean Bobby?" Mabel asked casually. "Yeah, him. What do you think of him? I mean, I saw your "discreet" texting last night during dinner and before bed..." He turned to face a wall as Mabel changed into a soft teal mini dress, complimented by a plum cardigan. The messy braid from before had been undone to reveal gentle waves. "I was that obvious huh?" Silence filled the room for a few moments. Dipper knew what this meant. His sister was getting dressed up, because that Wilson guy was coming back. "P-Pretty much." He managed to choke out.
Dipper finished getting ready, after Mabel had slipped on her flats and headed down to the gift shop. "Hey kid!" Grunkle Stan called to Dipper once he had returned to the ground floor. "What is it now?" The young man sighed loudly. "Come take a look at this!" The old man pointed through a window in the gift shop to what appeared to be Mabel chatting with Robert Wilson. "It's ten minutes till opening and she's already flirting with some stranger." Grunkle Stan's eyes were now trained on the taller figure. "That's just Robert Wilson." "How much could that twerp be making?" The old man wondered aloud, while sizing the man up. It was time for Dipper to set his plan into action. "Wilson actually makes some pretty good money." He shrugged and continued. "If he wanted to, he could probably buy any business in town." As if on cue, Grunkle Stan's vision went green. "You said his name was Wilson, right?" Before Dipper could respond, Stan was already opening the door and injecting himself into the available space.
Mabel had been talking with the possessed man for about fifteen minutes already and hadn't realized how close it was to opening. "Mabel, why didn't you tell me you were friends with such a dapper gentleman?" Her eyes widened with embarrassment. "H-hey Grunkle Stan! How long have you been standing there?" Bill was also a little thrown off by the interruption, but refused to let it show. He was a master of the mind after all. Without missing a beat, the young man turned to Stan and bowed slightly. "I don't believe I've had the pleasure of meeting you before, sir." Stanford gave him a questionable look. "Save it, kid. Are you interested in taking my niece on a date or what?" A little stunned by the forwardness of the question, Bill meekly nodded. "That'll be about $72.50 for the day. Will you be paying cash or charge?" "Cash?" Bill seemed to ask more than answer, but Stan took it as a green light. "I'll ring you up then!" Stan dragged the couple into the gift shop and he took his place, expectantly behind the counter. "Remember, we put the fun in "No refunds."" Bill ended up giving Stan $80.00, because Stan refused to give him his change.