I don’t know what’s more of a disfavor— me not throwing a party when the house is empty, or letting this dress not be seen by others. They both sound like sins to me.
I would certainly have to answer with C. Both. I don’t know about you, but I loved hosting parties when my parents weren’t around. They always ended with a bang.
That’s what I asked for wasn’t it? Pleasure, Lindsay Wexler. I’m Ethan Fairchild. I’m still shocked we’ve never met.
It’s a pleasure to meet you too, Ethan. You shouldn’t be too shocked, I tend to be cooped up at work and home.
Did things turn out okay? …What’s your name?
Yes, my Aunt is doing much better now. My name? You want to know my name?
It’s Lindsay—Lindsay Wexler. Now, what about yours?
Sorry, I forgot the balloons at home.
You better bring ‘em next time.
I’ll forgive you for now, as long as you tell me how things been.
There was a lot that needed to be rebuilt anyway, keep up with codes and things of that sort. Were you one of the lucky ones out of town when it struck?
I better do my part and help the process along and volunteer. I guess I am, but a family member of mine was sick and I needed to take care of them. In the end it doesn’t make me very lucky at all.
Well, there was a hurricane for starters.
A hurricane—No wonder this place looks like it was turned upside down. So much construction.
Fine by me. That will probably save me 2 minutes that I would have never gotten back.
I get back in town and this is the welcome I get? Harsh, Harrison. Very harsh.
This island has changed so much. What happened?
I’m sorry, I must have heard you incorrectly. You wanna say that again?
You weren’t listening? Hmph, I ain’t repeating myself.