Time to cook dinner. None of the three girls who live here can cook or enjoy cooking, so, as always, and as a good member of the Cho family, Dale takes care of that. Not to mention that his spaghetti with veggy sauce is delicious.

As he prepares it, he can’t help but remember that it is Cynthia’s favorite dish… (*Sighs*).

Kelly is studying on the porch. She seems to be having trouble learning the names of all those bones.

Kelly: (Out loud): Why do I have to learn the name of every bone in the human skeleton? I’m going to be a model, not a doctor!

Ah, Kelly, if you knew the predicament Dale is in right now, you wouldn’t be complaining about having to study Anatomy.

Dale: (To himself) How do I tell her that Riley wants me to escort her to that gala, and that if I tell her no, she might kick us out of the apartment? I should definitely call T for advice, he’ll sure know what to do. As for Kelly, I better tell her everything at once. It’s a good time, since Riley went to bed early.