“Purple Party Proposal”

The light of the monitor reflects off Tracey’s excited eyes as she calls out, “Doc! Doc! Come here!”

“What is it,” he calls back, “I’m working on something.”

“We’re invited to something! Come look!”

“Very well.” He works his way to look over her shoulder, “What are we invited t this time?”

“Well, I was reading our email, and this nice lady invited us to a ball!”

Doc looks a little confused, “Ok.”

“Can we go?”

The man shakes his head, “We are already involved in the TG Race and the TG War, and now you want to go to this? Why?”

“Well, I’ve never been to one before and this one sounds SO cool.”

Doc looks both ways before meeting her eyes, “You realize you have to wear a dress to those, right?”

Her eyes go wide, “Uh no.”

“A really frilly, elegant dress.”

“Nevermind.”

He continues teasing her, “With fancy shoes.”  She waits for him to stop. “and a corsage … and …”

“Are you done?”

“I think so.”

“Fine. I don’t want to go to the ball now.” She thinks a moment and then asks, “How do you know so much about this? You don’t seem to be that kinda guy to me.”

Doc looks uncomfortable, “Uhhhh, well, I had to take my sister to the prom once.”

“Awww, that’s so sweet.”

They sit in silence for a moment. Then he speaks up, “You think we should save Uncle Ben?”

“Nah. It’s quieter and saner without him here. Let’s let him sit a week before we save him.”

“Ok.” Then Doc heads back to his studio to continue his painting.