Driving

One of Clay's eyebrows rises just a little at Misty's offer. It had been quite a while since he'd met someone as sweet as she seemed to be. She couldn't possibly know that he hadn't had anything to eat for almost twenty-four hours now. It would be a while before supper at Rick and Janet's too. 

"Um..." He'd gotten used to the hungry ache in his gut. "I guess I could take something to tide me over 'til supper... if that's okay. I'm not picky."

Eric's grin widens. "I guess so. Good thing, too, 'cause having a date is a much better excuse than anything else I could come up with, for skipping out on a few hours of work around here." 

"Who's skipping out on work?" Sparky grabs a chair across from them with his own breakfast, having gotten in late after starting out in the barn first. 

Eric shakes his head. "Oh, you know me. I like avoiding work."

Sparky smirks as he sips his coffee. "Mm-hmm. Sounds to me like you just wanna cram in some dates before you hit the ro-" A sharp kick to his shin stops him short, and he just about drops his coffee. Scowling at Eric, he reaches for a napkin to clean up the small spill. "What is with you?" He eyes Eric, then Stacy... then realizes the answer to his own question. "Oh." 

Eric sighs and rolls his eyes. He'd been putting off telling Stacy he was going to start driving truck again. Not that it would change anything, but he wouldn't be around every day like he had been - to be with her, or Ashlee. It would be fine. It would just be...different. 

Cupping his coffee mug with his hands, he looks down at it for a moment or two before finally giving Stacy a sidelong  glance. 

Having grass land in her hair, Roslayn gasps and shoots a look to Chad, only to find him, once again, hard at work. Shaking her head vigorously and combing her fingers through her hair, she tries to remove all the grass while eying the pile of weeds she'd been making. Nothing really seemed to look good enough to throw at him this time. 

Standing, she promptly walks over to Chad, stopping behind him and crossing her arms. She knew that he'd heard her and was intentionally ignoring her. So taking her foot and raising it to his shoulder, she gives him a hefty shove towards his own pile of weeds.