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Sitting in first class.

"Spencer, Anthony’s a great guy! Why don’t you marry him?"

"Dad, I told you I want to find me soul mate!"

A petite brunnette about 5’3 walked up to our seat. She looked at the two of us arguing. "Can I get to my seat please?"

"Sure" Spencer replied, while moving to the window seat, leaving the midldle seat for the brunette.

The brunnette took the seat inbetween the two. "Spencer… Spencer"

"Could you please give this to my daughter please?" He asked the brunette.

"Your dad said to give this to you."

"Tell my father that I’m not hungry!"

"She said that she’s not hungry,"

Arthur pulled out his Hefrey puppet that Spencer had made for him. "Don’t be mad at me, I love you hunny, don’t be mad."

Pulling out her Hilary puppet. "Everytime you make me mad you always do that."

"Come on, eat."

Looking at him after a sigh. "Okay." Spencer took her tray, from the bewildered brunette.

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Getting off the plane Spencer walks off paces in front of her father. "Spencer you just said you weren’t mad at me, now you won’t wait up?"

"I’m going to buy you you ticket back home."

"When did I say I wanted to go home? I’ll just browse around see what’s new in New York. Okay, well I’ll be on my way."

Walking off to a corner of the airport, he looks around to see if Spencer was around. Taking out his phone, he dials the nimber of a good friend. "Hey Ricky, Yeah I’m in New York with Spencer. You can get dinner up right? She likes…"

Spencer walks up snatching the phone out of his hand. "Dad! Are you setting me up again?"

"Honey, I’m just trying to…If I don’t find you someone your going to really look hard to find someone yourself!"

"Who said?!"

"Me, look at you your 190 some pounds. If I didn’t get get these guy to go out with you there probuly wouldn’t be anyone that would want you. Be real, well what I mean is…"

"So all along thats what you see of me, that I’m ugly and no one wants me. Thats just how you always see me."