They were looking for volunteers and mentioned that you’d have a rat crawling on you. Luke was like, “Oh no…no way!”. Then I see the lady point to us and realize Anna had her hand up.
Visiting some relatives north of Springfield. You know you’re in a small town when the only vehicle to make it’s way down main street in the past 30 minutes is an old guy on a lawn mower towing a wagon filled with his grandkids closely followed by a wiener dog.