"Toby, that's not how it works!" Paige laughed as she stared down at the red cards in front of her. "What? The purpose of Apples to Apples is to put out a red card that matches the green card. That's what I did!" Toby fought. Happy shook her head. "You put down yourself for 'manly.' You are not manly."

"How so?!"

"You almost peed in Fort Knox," Walter informed.

"You were scared for awhile to ask Happy out," Paige said.

"There is no proof there," Toby said nonchalantly.

"You have been scared to wake me up in the mornings," Happy pointed out with a smirk. "If that doesn't disprove your so-called manliness, I don't know what else could." Toby groaned. "Fine."

"So who won?" Sylvester asked, shuffling his cards. Paige sighed, "John Wayne." Cabe grinned as he picked up the green card on the center of the table. "John Wayne never fails."

"Old man..." Toby muttered. Cabe slapped him.

"Okay, okay! No more violence!" Paige pleaded. "Sly, your turn."

Sylvester picked up a card and read it aloud, "Awkward." The team looked at their cards and handed one to Sly. He read them. "The Midwest. Sailors. Rolling the car. Infomercials. Fly fishing. A school bus. My 16th birthday."

"Seriously?" Ralph gaped. "That's the best you guys could come up with?"

"My 16th birthday was awkward," Happy said flatly. "Your foster parents decide they don't want the orphan that lives in their house to be the most hated girl in school, so they invite over every single kid to their house and surprise the orphan with the people that hate her."

Everyone stared at her blankly.

"Happy wins," Sly said and quickly handed her the green card.

The team continued to play that game for an hour. On the last round, everyone was arguing over who should win.

"My card should win!" Walter argued. "Intellectuals are very important!"

"But intellectuals aren't the basis of all life!" Paige fought back.

Finally, they all agreed to not have a winner.

"I'm never playing Apples to Apples with geniuses ever again..." Cabe mumbled as he left the living room.

"Everybody! Listen up!" Paige called as she stepped into the busy kitchen the next morning. Nobody listened. "Listen up!" She picked up a wooden spatula and whacked the refrigerator with it.

They stopped what they were doing in mid-action and stared at her.

"I have an itinerary set up for the next couple of days leading up to Christmas Eve. Today, we are driving up to St. Elmo's ghost town. Tomorrow, we are going out to Salida. Then the day after that, we'll walk to the meadow across from Love Ranch. The next day will be a free day. Sound good?"

Everyone nodded their heads and went back to getting their breakfast. "We're leaving at 9:00," Paige added.

"It's already 8:40!" Ralph exclaimed.

"Then you guys better hurry up, because I won't wait," Paige took a bagel from the counter and walked away.

"Dang, Walter. Quite a girl you got there," Toby joked. Walter elbowed him.