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.

Silly Question

Hearing Clay Misty looks up realizing he was talking to her.  Giving a small smile Misty nods her head a little bit. If you weren't around Rick much it would seem like he was bossing someone around but once you got to know him and his personality better you would realize thats how you new he cared.

    "Mmmm...he is but thats how you know he cares. You get use to it after a while and realize its better to just listen to him than face the wrath if you don't."

Going back to work for a second Misty stops before looking up again and just studying Clay for a long while. She wondered what his story was and where he came from. Though she wouldn't as to much because it wasn't her place. From what little she over heared from Rich it seemed Clay did have it rough and she felt bad for him.

   "Are you hungry at all? We don't have anything fancy in the vending mashean but we have some sandwiches that are pretty good and fruit. I am going to go grab something myself and can pick you up something too."

   "Alright smart guy I guess that was a pretty silly question huh?"

Stacy laughs as she pulls away and takes a sip of her coffee. She should have known if she asked Eric to spend time with her he would of said yes. It would be strange for him to say no at all. Specially when it was her he was spending time with.

   "I guess it IS a date than this weekend huh?"

Getting hit in the head from behind it had been the last thing Chad had expected. Brushing the dirt off himself and looking over his shoulder at Rosalyn he can't help the small smile that spread across his lips. This might just be a fun war after all, would be something different for sure.

   "Didn't your mom ever teach you not to throw dirt? Have to admit though its fun."

Taking another clump of grass this time Chad throws it at Rosalyn again. Aiming to high though it lands in her hair. Letting his eyes go wide for a second he is quick to look away though his snickers slip out anyways. He really couldn't help it this time as the grass just sat in her hair.