Lucky: Oh. Well, any time you want it to be.

Liz: Oh. Then I'll take late night on Spoon Island.

Lucky: Yeah. It was fun, wasn't it?

Liz: It was perfect. We got to see everything the people who were invited did - only we got to choose our own company. Thanks.

Lucky: Nah, it was nothing.

Liz: Not for you. The way you got us on the Island, past all those guards and fences and electronic stuff? That was really amazing. Where did you learn how to do all that?

Lucky: My dad. I remember him saying once that the only locked doors in life are the ones you don't have the guts to open. I thought that was so cool until I found out about the locked doors in my own family and what was behind them.

Liz: Well, I'm glad your father taught you how to take care of yourself. I would have never known you could live under the docks and not get busted.

Lucky: Yeah. You know, it's a good thing you didn't get into that argument with Audrey a few months ago because we couldn't have stayed down here during the winter.

Liz: I know. I called Gram last night from a pay phone. I left a message on her machine telling her not to worry about me. She will, of course.

Lucky: You starting to miss home?

Liz: Never.

Lucky: Elizabeth, come on. You're telling me you wouldn't like to open Audrey's fridge right now and fix yourself a cold glass of O.J.?

Liz: Hmm. Maybe some eggs -

Lucky: Once over easy -

Liz: With real runny yolk -

Lucky: Yeah, and a piece of toast to sop it with.

Liz: Mmm, that sounds nice - till Gram asks me to wash it down with a bunch of lies. She wants me to pretend I wasn't raped, and I just can't.

Lucky: I know, I know.

Liz: So, here we are.

Lucky: Yeah. Here we are. Well, it's time to get started. We can wash up at the gas station down the block.

Liz: You mean the one with the Mini-Mart?

Lucky: Yeah.

Liz: Maybe I can pick up some groceries because if my stomach doesn't stop growling, it's going to give us both away.

Lucky: You know what? Why don't you take care of the food because I got some errands to run, alright? Here you go.

Liz: Like what?

Lucky: Well, just synchronize your sundial and meet me back here, ok?

Liz: Hey.

Lucky: Hey.

Liz: Did you finish all those errands you were so - Borris! Where did you get him?

Lucky: Your bedroom.

Liz: Oh.

Lucky: I knew Audrey was at the hospital, so I just got in the house, picked up a few things I thought you might be missing.

Liz: Oh, I did. When I realized I left without Boris, I was so upset, but I was too embarrassed to say anything. You must think I'm the biggest baby.

Lucky: No. I still lick the spoon when Ruby bakes a cake.

Liz: I've had Boris since I was 4.

Lucky: Wow. I kind of figured, you know, because no one holds on to a piece of junk like that unless it's worth something. No, I mean, really, half his fur is gone. He's missing an ear.

Liz: Shh! He's still very upset by the whole experience. Trevor, our golden retriever, grabbed him off my bed one day and buried him in the backyard like a bone. Can you imagine?

Lucky: Dogs have no shame, do they? No, that's definitely something Foster would do.

Liz: I guess you miss Foster, huh?

Lucky: He doesn't fit in a backpack. And I know - he's tried. Hey, listen - I also picked up a few other things when I was at your place.

Liz: It's not my place anymore. Lucky, how did you know just what to pick? When I left Gram's, I just threw a whole bunch of stuff in a bag without thinking.

Lucky: Well, that's the number one rule on the road - never do anything without thinking.

Liz: What else did you bring me?

Lucky: Look.

Liz: What are those?

Lucky: School books. We haven't been away that long, have we?

Liz: But why? We're not going back to school.

Lucky: Since when?

Liz: Lucky, we can't go back to school.

Lucky: Why not? Your problem's with your grandmother, and you're still cool with Charles Dickens and Eucilid, right?

Liz: But what about the cops? As soon as I'm spotted anywhere, they're going to pick me up and force me to go back to Gram's.

Lucky: If the cops were looking for you, we'd know about it, believe me. It's pretty obvious Audrey hasn't sicced the cops on us yet. Listen, it's just - it's stupid of you not to finish off the year. I mean, it's almost over. Just because the present is a mess is no reason to screw up the future. Now, if you want to blow your chances of getting into a great college, you know, you're going to do it without me.

Liz: Are you kidding? I can't do anything out here without you.

Lucky: I know. So next week we're going to go back to school. We're just going to finish the finals, and we're going to ace it. Agreed?

Liz: Ok. I guess you're right. Anyway, I already know what I'm going to do if the cops or anybody picks me up and makes me go back to Gram's. I'm just going to leave again and again until -

Lucky: Elizabeth, what? What?

Liz: What was that?

Lucky: What was what?

Liz: You didn't see that?

Lucky: Oh, yeah, that.

Liz: Just tell me - was that what I thought it was?

Lucky: You know, we really can't be sure that that's a -

Lucky: Don't say it. Just tell me if that's what it was.

Lucky: It could have been a cat.

Liz: Oh, please, it wasn't that big.

Lucky: A kitten, maybe?

Liz: You think?

Lucky: Yeah, I really do.

Liz: Well, just in case it wasn't a kitten, maybe I should learn to sleep with both my eyes open.

Lucky: No, you did too much of that after you were attacked. Maybe we should just start looking for another place to stay.

Liz: Where?

Lucky: I don't know yet. We have all day to think about it, though, right?

Liz: Hmm. Right.

Lucky: Right.

Liz: Let's just eat breakfast like real people.

Lucky: What are you talking about? We are real people. Everybody else is putting it on.

Liz: Here. Sorry. The place didn't have much.

Lucky: You kidding? They charge 20 bucks for this at the Port Charles Hotel and call it a Continental breakfast.

[Lucky laughs]

Liz: What's so funny?

Lucky: I think I just found it - a new place for us to sleep tonight - and I can guarantee it won't have any wildlife in sight.