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“I always hated donuts. But I like you.”

“Stu, i have something I have to tell you.”

“Pete.”

“Ellen, you might not want to stick around. When I tell Stu what I did—“

“There’s a miracle vending solution to your modern-day problem. It’s a first class ticket to Venezuela. Leaves in 30 minutes. Take it before Stu—”

“You probably think I’m a doof, but I gotta get this bus back. Maybe some other time?”

“Maybe.”

“I’m sorry.”

“What’s wrong?”

“This might sound stupid, but I can’t do this to Stu.”

“Stu?”

“This is gonna sound crazy, but if you scramble the letters in your name, you can make 27 different words — and all of them are great!”

“You know, unless I’m mistaken, I’ve never been on a date with a bus driver before.”

“It’s the uniform, isn’t it? The distinctive poly-cotton blend. You’re drawn to it.”

“Actually, it’s you. You must be pretty special. Stu trusts you.”

“You’re not gonna get in trouble with Stu, are you?”

“Carrot top Judas… THOU HAST FORSAKEN ME!!”

“Stu, stop!”

“So, I was wondering… if you weren’t doing anything… maybe we could go for a drive?”

“You mean, in the bus?”

“Sure! We’ve got a full tank of gas and wide open road.”

“Oh, boy.”

“Okay! Where to?”

“Well, Penelope, looks like it’s just you and me. One more stop.”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

Maybe I was a fudge sucker, but I was a fast one. I had earned a precious 29 minutes alone with Penelope.

“Hi.”

“Hey! I made that mailbox for Father’s Day! You know, in Kreb Scouts we have a word for guys like you.”

While I made record time, Stu made a celebration cake in my honor using the engine block cooking method.

“Call it a cake.”

“Attention, passengers, this is your captain Pete Wrigley. You may notice a little turbulence on our flight today. Nothing to be too concerned about. Any questions?”

“What time can we be expecting the hot towels?”