Stella Lunden

“why doesn’t anyone want to play with us”

Spencer when Stella makes fun of them for being posh

“You a fast runner?”

“I should be. In high school, my average was a 7-minute mile. I don’t think I’ve lost that completely.”

Arthur tucks the shirt under his arm so he won’t forget it and cradles the paintbrushes to his chest as he continues to go through the pile of clothes. “Are you finding anything cool over there?” he asks.

Arthur’s not sure what might be in a ‘stash’ but he decides to let her keep looking for it on her own. There’s a stack of different clothing pieces on one of the shelves, and as he starts to go through it, he says, “Hey, I think this shirt is mine! I’ve been looking for this for ages.”

“Very true. Guess we’ll have to hand-pick our team, then.”

“I think we could put up a pretty good fight. Last at least a few minutes before they bring out the sedatives.”

Jack breathes out a laugh when he turns to the page featuring Kate Hudson. “The audacity!” He gasps, over dramatically. 

Arthur shuffles inside and picks up the markers, as he scans some of the other shelves. “Will you grab one of those brushes for me please? Whichever one is the smallest,” he asks. “What else are we looking for in here?”