“Ahh, Miss Lawless. You again.”

“Disappointed?”

“Not really but I do hope Miss Ireland returns.”

“I am sure, at some point, she will return.”

“I look forward to it.”

“Well until then I will let you know that the gun beat out the dog in last week’s poll. With the Babe a distant third.”

“We know what our manly men like around here.”

“I wonder myself sometimes. Here is this week’s choice. No dog I am afraid.”

“We’ll survive somehow.”