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We cut back to Floppy Haired Boy stuck at a bus station, frustrated. As he turned around, however, a familiar face sat waiting: pixie cut blonde. She admitted to him that he had been right about the van guy and that he had been "all hands." Soon, they exchanged where they were going. Floppy Haired Boy said that he was going to California, and my sleepy spidey sense tingled when the pixie cut said, "No way! Me too!" It seemed fake, forced, like she was willing to say that about any place Floppy Haired Boy was going. I started to not trust her right then and there, and yet I didn't really quite know why.
She introduced herself as Meg, and finally Floppy Haired Boy had a name, too. Sam. It seemed to suit him, to go with the dimples and the unruly hair and the gangly tall frame.
As we returned to Pouty Lipped Boy, he was still hard at work trying to piece together the story of the missing couple. He sat in Scotty's diner, asking the couple there about their plans. He also asked for some coffee---and most importantly---apple pie, which he never got. I had no idea at the time how important pie was to Pouty Lipped Boy. It seemed to make Scotty frosty, as he told Pouty Lipped Boy to leave them alone. Of course, he didn't listen and continued to ask them questions. I knew that he wanted to protect them from something or someone---especially after he said, "I know it sounds strange, but, uh"”you might be in danger." I knew the towns people were shady, but I wasn't sure if they were going to actively hurt anyone. I also knew, if this show had the astute capacity to reflect the X-files, that the "fugly" scarecrow in the grove had something to do with it.
Unfortunately, Scotty had had enough, and quickly called in the sheriff to drive away Pouty Lipped Boy before he could stop it or find out the truth.
As we returned to Floppy Haired Boy, now known as Sam, he and Meg continued to talk while they waited for the next bus out to California. My suspicions of her continued to grow as she needled him about leaving her family and doing her own thing. I got the feeling that she was saying just what he wanted to hear---to slowly wind him around her finger. I might have been sleepy through that first scene I saw with Sam and Pouty Lipped Boy fighting, but I knew enough to know they had to be important---like family to one another. It was confirmed when Sam said, "Remember that brother I mentioned before, that I was road-tripping with?"
Meg seemed to know more than she let on, so she pushed buttons on Sam. She sold it when she continued, "Here"™s to us. The food might be bad, and the beds might be hard. But at least we"™re living our own lives. And nobody else"™s."