As Kelly tries her best to calm down, Sarah breaks into the kitchen, looking for something to eat for dinner. Kelly hides her eyes and pretends to eat so she won’t see the tears trying to come out of her eyes. Sarah starts to catch on that some kind of drama is going on.

Dale: Hey, Sarah, would you mind leaving us alone?

Dale: Kelly and I are in the middle of a private conversation here.

Sarah: (As she leaves the kitchen) Sure, don’t worry, I’ll have my dinner in the dining room. You guys just ignore me.

Kelly: (To herself): Just make yourself scarce, you nosy little brat.

Sarah returned to the dining room, but kept her ear sharp.

Dale: Like I said, I didn’t agree to go with her, but I keep thinking maybe I should. I mean, we’re talking 60% here, you know? That’s more than half the rent. Our finances aren’t doing so good, we could use the savings, don’t you think? Besides, it’s just a gala, with a bunch of boring people. What could go wrong? Nothing! And the profits would be huge for us.

Kelly was silent again.