Matt and Kitty were having breakfast at Delmonico's when they heard the raised voices down the street. They exchanged a look and went to the door to watch Doc and Festus.
"I never said any such thing!"
"Well, you did. I remember it clear as a bell. You said we wuz goin' fishin' and I could use your good fishin' pole."
"You are remembering something that never happened."
"I am not. Yore just forgettin' what you said."
"I'm not the one who had amnesia."
"Amnesee? What's that?"
"AMNESIA! Means you forgot everything."
"You ornery old scutter, I ain't forgot we wuz goin' fishin'!"
"All right! We'll go fishing, but you're still not using my good pole!"
"Keep your blamed pole then! I'll cut me a willer wand and get a handful of worms and catch more fish in five minutes than you'll catch all day..."
Their voices died away and Matt and Kitty went back to their table. "We'll be having fish tonight," said Kitty.
Matt nodded. "We will if they don't drown each other." They burst into laughter and a waiter hurried over.
"Marshal? Miss Kitty? Is everything all right?"
Kitty wiped her eyes. "Everything's fine." Matt took her hand, smiling, and they settled down to talking of the time that had gone and the good times to come.