"Welcome back to Monkee Date, folks. Edith and the Skipper are now going to compare answers. First question: on a scale from one to ten, how would you rate your date?"

Both held up their cards. Hers had a confident 10 written on it, while his said 11.

"Alright. Next: who's your best friend?"

The Skipper's card read My first mate, Gilligan; Edith's said I don't have one, really.

"How patient are you?"

The Skipper shook his head sadly as he raised his card. Not very.

Edith sympathetically met his eyes as she produced her answer. While it is something I ATTEMPT to be, it often eludes me.

"Do you know how to play checkers?"

His card said Yes; hers said No.

"I'm sure he'd be glad to teach you, Edith. And finally, what was your best subject in school?"

The Skipper's card said Art, while Edith's said English.

"Well there we have it. Now Edith," Althea looked at her, "if you don't care for the Skipper's answers, you now have the opportunity to pick someone else to go out with. What are you going to do?"

[To Edith: Do you want to keep the Skipper as your date, or would you rather pick someone else?]