#scarsdale

"That's just one side of it" he says "The other side is METS" as if that will save it

"Feh."

Hirim and Ratchet both -stare-.....

"What is it made outta?"

"leather...kind of.. maybe Pleather.. it's more humane" a cough "might be part polyester"

"It is filled with plastic pellets."

"DREK!! Burn it! You want -that- in Zara's house!"

"the pellets can be recycled.."

"Aye, they can."

"AFTER years of happy use"

"Ratchet, you let this happen?!?!"

"First I heard of it!!!"

"Told you it wasn't a real chair."

"A Sacco is but this!!"

Earl sighs, "Fine. I can admit when I was ... you know, when disagreements occur, someone has to give and I can do that. I can admit I was ..." He looks at the uncles, "You don't even want it in the HOUSE at all? "

"Ratchet!" Hirim levers to his feet. "Get up, you lazy schmuck. My dying act will be to make a Sacco she can have in her house. -With- the Mets and the...the... " he can't remember the other team. "Whoever's!"

Hannah tugs Aaron up and they slip away.

"A bean bag in my living room?"

"A SACCO!"

"GUys guys" he says ot the uncles "it's okay... I'll just get rid of the bean bag period ... my fault, should have done it anyway. Don't worry about the Sacco, we'll get something more victorian"

"You can HAVE it! In thy bedroom!"

"FAH!" Hirim marches out, followed by Ratchet. "Good to see you, Bubalah...."

"Oy."

He looks at Zara, notices that both Hannah and Aaron are gone, and now the Uncles...

Then weakly "This may have gotten out of hand"

"Indeed."

"i'll keep whatever Sacco they make in my bedroom and ah, dispose of the other" Sheepishly

"But... but I did not wish for you to dispose of your bean bag."

"I'll give it to charity then" he assures

"I just wanted it to live in your room. Like how I'd keep that doll you hate in mine. The one with the eyes?"

"Oh god, that thing is in the new House?" ALarmed

"Not yet, I haven't packed everything up..."

"She is only lightly haunted."

"Why don't you leave it here... you know, in the upstairs bedroom it knows"

"She'll be lonely."

"She'll be fine, besides, Zara.. she's judging me. I can feel it."

"And she only walks around once in a blue moon - quite literally, only blue ones."

"That's any time I take my pants off, Zara. I'm a troll"

She giggles.

and he can't help but chuckle as well, and gives her a kiss

a light peck, but full of adoration

"But see, compromise?"

"I want a circle of salt around her if you bring that thing into our house. call it self defense"

"Well, okay."

"That is probably fair."

"Thank you" he says "And clearly I carried the bean bag thing too far, and I apologize for that."

"Well, we might both have to fight the... Sacco?"

"Mayhaps we can pawn it off on Miriam..."

"Maybe, you think as a gift to Jacob?"

"Well, it should counter some of the Yankees brainwashing..."