Nicely done. Especially fond of Jill’s internal monologue concerning what John will bear in his hands. And, sadly, everything seems to turn into a 7-11 these days.

“They paved over Staples, and put up a parking lo-otttttttttt”

Hmm. You know, Stacey, I’m not quite sure I’d equate Staples with Paradise, but I think we get the idea…