Sheldon walks in, holding his empty parasite kit.
“Linda from church saw you. She said you sang ‘The Gambler’ and Brenda was watching you like a hungry cat.”
“Impossible. The eggs should have hatched by now.”
Sheldon announces he’s starting a new science project: . He’s ordered a tapeworm egg kit from a biological supply company. Mary nearly chokes on her coffee.
“And you called my volcano ‘a messy dessert.’ So we’re even.”
“I’ve concluded that your volcano, while primitive, does demonstrate basic chemical reactions. And… you are less annoying than most siblings.”