Barb: Monique, don’t move. I don’t want them to see me.
Shannon: Me either. Are they going to sit there all day?
Monique: I’ll just stop smiling and look the other way, maybe they’ll get the hint.
Barb: Well lie down then and we’ll all close our eyes. Hopefully they’ll disappear.
Barb: It’s been 10 minutes, you think they’re gone yet? I need to turn over or I’ll be sunburned.
Monique: Let me look. *Opens one eye* Crap they’re still there!
Barb: *sigh* Well wait a little longer.
Shannon: Too bad we look like hell. They seem like nice guys.
Barb: Forget the damn guys. We need to get our acts together before we get involved with anybody.
The guys sit there whispering amongst themselves.
Brian: I told you they wouldn’t want anything to do with guys with gloves.
Bob: Well I don’t have gloves. I think that Barb chick kinda likes me.
Bill: WHAT!!!!!!! How’d you figure that?
Bob: I’m her type. I can tell.
Brian and Bill: lololol
Brian: You’re too much, man.
Bob: Never mind. Let’s head back. Bacon is probably squealing up a storm. We’ll call them at the boarding house in a couple of days.