On the drive up all Monk could talk about was the cleaning class.
"I wonder if they'll let me teach it," he thought aloud.
"They might," Natalie said, "I mean who knows more about cleaning then you"
"Thank you Natalie," he said, "Oh and I will pay for the conference
"Yes you will," she said, "and the other thing too"
He sighed but agreed to do as much. After all he wasn't exactly in the mood to have another fight with his best friend.
"So," he said, "I brought my cleaning chart"
"You have a cleaning chart," Julie asked.
"Ugh," Natalie groaned, "don't ask"
She had been subject to a ½ hour lesson on "cleaning according to the chart" only a couple of days ago and she could not hear it again.
Monk excitedly explained it to Julie.
"I could use that to teach the cleaning course," Monk said
"You should use it to teach a sleeping course," Natalie mumbled under her breath.
Monk looked at her.
"DO NOT," he said, "mock the chart. There was only one person allowed to do that and you're not her"
"Or am I," Natalie teased.
"What are you saying," Monk gasped.
He couldn't grasp the concept of sarcasm.
"Mr. Monk I was joking," Natalie assured him.
"Good," Monk said, "Cause if you weren't I'd have a heck of a lot of questions"
"What else is new," Natalie mumbled to herself again only to be heard by Monk.
"Don't get sarcastic either," he said, "There was only one person allowed to do that and you're not her"
"I'm not wearing mismatched socks either," Natalie said
He groaned and Julie laughed.
"Yeah I can't believe you did that," Julie said
"Well the girl was wearing mismatched socks," Monk argued, "And I would have gotten away with doing it if Trudy weren't there that day. She told me I needed to use my own right to remain silent"
Everyone in the car laughed.
Once they got there it was time to check in. That took 3 ½ hours because Monk needed to be perfect in signing his name.