"Sure, Clara. We can leave as soon as I take care of something," Dukey said. "I'll be right back."<br/><br/>He ran to catch up with Nurse Skratchit. "Listen. I'm sorry about back there. What I said was meant as a compliment. You are an attractive woman. And what about your oath to do no harm? I think Marcel will die if you don't help...probably of a broken heart. He's really a great guy, and..." he trailed off. "I meant no offense."<br/><br/>He walked back to the cafeteria, and said, "Well, that's all cleared up." Dukey winked at Marcel. "I hope your wounds heal quickly, Bubba. Don't you worry. I'll take good care of your truck...and thanks."<br/><br/>He put his arm around Clara's shoulders. "Well, shall we go?"<br/><br/>He walked with her back to the car, passing Nurse Skratchit on the way out to the parking lot. He gave her his friendliest, most charming smile, hoping she was headed back to the cafeteria. Dukey opened the passenger door for Clara, and helped her in, then turned and went to the driver's side, got in and started up the car, turning on the radio to hear Jon Bon Jovi's 'Always' playing softly.<br/><br/><em>...and I...will love you...Alllways, and I'll be there, forever and a day...Alllways...</em><br/><br/>Dukey drove on, thinking about what needed to be done at the farm. Harvest some corn, feed the animals, clean up after them. There really was a long list of chores, but he was sure that together, they could manage things. He wasn't about to let Mr. Klutz down. After all, everyone deserved a vacation from time to time.<br/><br/>They arrived back at the Klutz house and Dukey opened the door for Clara again, telling her he'd be back after going to the gas station and getting some gas for Bubba's truck, which was currently empty. He kissed her cheek softly and said, "Congratulations, Clara." He rubbed her belly gently, and smiled.