"What do I think? I think you're a very lucky young man. And it's very kind of Ginger to teach you. It'll really help you with the ladies when we get rescued someday."

"Uh, yeah, I guess it will." Gilligan had chickened out. He had wanted the Skipper's advice but was uncomfortable explaining the situation.

When he found the Skipper, his big buddy had him shimmy up a tree and gather coconuts. Then the two of them started to head towards camp, carrying the coconuts. Gilligan was proud of himself for not getting in an accident, especially considering how distracted he was by Ginger's request/offer.

"Is something wrong, Little Buddy? You don't seem yourself today. "

"I've got something on my mind."

He half expected the Skipper to make fun of his mind, but instead the captain said, "Do you want to talk about it? You know I'm always happy to listen."

Gilligan could think of lots of times when the Skipper had been too busy or too cranky to listen to him, but he knew the Skipper meant well. It's just it was a lot to get into.

He decided not to mention Ginger saving his life. After all, she could've suggested her plan even if he hadn't offered her "anything."

But he wasn't sure how to lead up to it. It did seem pretty incredible when you thought about it. A sexy, glamorous movie star saying she wanted to make an ordinary guy into the world's greatest lover? The Skipper would probably think it was just his wild imagination, or that Gilligan had misunderstood her.

"Well, um, Ginger offered to teach me how to, um."

"Act? Look, you were OK in Shakespeare, but you're no Olivier."

Gilligan wasn't offended. He had no ambition to act. He was tempted to go with the Skipper's guess, since he would probably have to meet with Ginger if he went through with this, and acting lessons were as good an excuse as any. But he felt funny lying to the Skipper.

"Uh, no, not acting."

"Not singing I hope. Not after that mess with the Gnats."

Gilligan could've pointed out that the Skipper was a worse singer than him and no one had complained about Gilligan's singing in the Hamlet musical. But he just said, "No, not singing."

"Dancing?"

Well, that was the closest guess so far. And presumably dancing would be part of being the world's greatest lover. "Uh, yeah, she's offered to give me dancing lessons. What do you think?"

After the Skipper told him how lucky he was and Gilligan agreed, the Skipper said, "You'll have to show us all what you learned when she's done." Gilligan tried not to blush.

When they got back to camp, Mary Ann was taking a pie out of the oven.

"Mmm, that smells good! Is that for dessert tonight?"

"Yes. Oh, thank you, Skipper. And Gilligan. You got the coconuts I asked for. I'm baking coconut cream tomorrow."

"Is tonight's pie banana?"

"That's right. I might do coconut & banana Saturday."

It was a conversation that Gilligan had heard dozens of times in the past three years, and normally he would've participated more, since it was about one of his favorite subjects. But he was still pretty distracted by Ginger's offer/request.

"Gilligan, are you all right?"

Oh no! He couldn't tell Mary Ann what Ginger wanted!

The Skipper chuckled. "I think he's a little nervous. Ginger offered him dance lessons."

"Oh." Gilligan couldn't tell what her tone was. It sort of sounded like she didn't like the idea for some reason. Good thing she didn't know what Ginger really suggested!

"You'll have to dance with him before and after to compare."

"That would be fun." Again, her tone was off.

Gilligan kept thinking he should say something, not the truth but something to distract them from this topic that seemed to make Mary Ann almost as uncomfortable as he was.

And then the Professor came into the clearing, holding a mangled snake, and exclaimed, "I've made a startling discovery!"