TAYLOR: You look a bit upset, Merci. Is everything okay?
MERCI: Okay? No, it's not okay. That big, snoring tub of lard pushed me out of bed yesterday.
TAYLOR: But I thought you two finally resolved your differences.
MERCI: He snored like a steam engine with a cold but he did finally quiet down and I fell asleep. I was dreaming about my younger days when I chased balls and had fun. Next thing I knew his butt shoved me over the side of the bed onto the carpet.
MARCUS: What? I was dreaming you and I were walking Jan and a coyote jumped out from behind a bush. I shoved you away with my butt to save you.
MERCI: A likely story. If a coyote jumped out from behind a bush, you'd run for your life. You shoved me out of bed on purpose so you could stretch out and have the bed to yourself.
MARCUS: I saved your life and this is how you repay me? I was a hero!
MERCI: You were a bed hog!
MARCUS: Will you forgive me if I let you have Sam's bed all to yourself today?
MERCI: I'll forgive you when you tell the truth. Maybe!
MARCUS: Okay. I didn't butt you out of bed to save you in my dream. We both turned to run and I tripped over Jan's foot and knocked you into the coyote.
TAYLOR: You ran away and left Merci to be killed?
MARCUS: No, no. You know how Jan carries that big water pistol to chase off territorial dogs since I kept getting attacked? She squirted the coyote in the eye and it ran away.
MERCI: So Jan saved me? And you tried to take the credit?
MARCUS: Well, I certainly don't want to admit I butted you out of bed on purpose! Uh ... did I just say that?
MERCI: Yes, you did. I've heard enough!
MARCUS: Wait, don't leave the room. You said you'd forgive me when I told the truth. Can I take your silence for a yes?
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