Scott chuckled as he read what Rachel wrote. Clara raised an eyebrow. "What did she just write? Nothing mean about one of us or out of line I hope?"<br/><br/>That made Scott stop laughing. "Maybe if you knew a little more about humans, you'd know they are intelligent enough that she'd be offended if she knew what you just said." he said, writing on the paper that he would let Clara know that Rachel didn't like physical contact.<br/><br/>"What's wrong with what I said?" Clara asked with a very confused look. Scott frowned. "Well a lot actually. firstly, she isn't mean, just a bit scared of like... everything. Secondly, in her mind she isn't a pet, so treating her like one probably seems degrading. Thirdly, 'out of line' is relative because of the communication issues we as a species have with humans, and because of her intelligence."<br/><br/>Clara looked at him for a moment with a genuine look of concern. "You seem stressed. are you alright Scotty?" Scott grimaced. "That's what happens when you learn a new and supposedly dead language in one night." he grumbled. Clara looked between Rachel and Scott several times in shock. Scott noticed. "What is so shocking about that?" he asked her. Clara smiled and hugged him. "You've just never applied yourself like this before Scotty!" she said. "We should get some clothes for Rachel, but I want you to promise me something."<br/><br/>Scott smiled. "And what might that be?" he asked her, still in her embrace. Clara leaned in close to him and said "Teach me that writing so you don't have to play go between. Now then..." She let go of him and grabbed Rachel by the hand, dragging her into a clothing store. "We need to get you something to wear!"<br/><br/>Scott sighed and followed. "Women and clothes shopping!" he muttered.<br/><br/>In a few hours they had several outfits that Scott had personally asked Rachel if she was comfortable with, and Clara was riding home with them. She lived close to the mall, so she had walked there, but had said she wanted to spend time with Scott and Rachel. In the car on the way home, Clara kept looking back at Rachel in the back seat. "Is she really scared of us?" she asked Scott worriedly. Scott nodded and frowned as he remembered Rachel's reaction the first time he saw her. "Wherever she's from, apparently it's very different. She said they had dogs where she's from, but they were the pets! it's like she was abducted from her home... she seems in awe of everything too. Not like she's never seen it before though..." he sighed as they got home and the trio entered the house. "Here's my research. have at it."<br/><br/>He picked up a pen and wrote a message to Rachel. it read:<br/><br/>What would you like for lunch?