“Morning folks. Who wants a muffin or scone today?” “How’s your coffee, Paul?” “Good, Tone.” Lisa poked her head in the store. “I’ll be there in a minute. Just showerin’.” “Dag, you got me too excited. I was hopin’ to see you as soon as I got here.” “Hang on, Darlene Campbell, I’m comin’ up the stairs now.” Lisa strolled in. “No more kid gloves, darling. Have a gander at me. Is that the picture of health I’m showin’?” “Ain’t she precious?” “Ain’t you a tryin’ boy? Do you wanna go for a ride somethin’ fierce and hot outta bed?” “Dag, where am I going to hide?” “I’ll take that Remy Martin.” “Any luck, Nick? Did you find me a bassboat?” “Naw, I may have to close the dang shop if we can’t find a way to make it pay out.” “It’s half empty. Don’t let that happen, honey. We can offset it with tourism. How ‘bout it? We could make it the official mayor’s press conference headquarters.” “I’m all ears. I’ll drop by later.”