Fran patted him. “I will always be your friend.” Then she gave him a frappe. “Yes I am quite good at multitasking. A Cranbarasaurus quality.”"You are such a multitasker." He said admiringly, Then looked off in the distance to the cold metal wall. He didnt know if he loved Fran or not. She had gotten him through so many rough times, like breaking into Macy's, hunting down the Mazda when it got stolen, or who could forget the time she slapped the guy behind the counter at Denny's when they served him cold pancakes. She was his best friend. Then he decided, that wasnt going to change. They would stay best friends. He would continue to live for Rebecca. There were hurdles he had to jump with that, though. Crooked River was in the way. And Noodles maybe. He wasnt exactly sure. Then he realized he was staring at the wall for a long time and looked back at Fran, but was side tracked because, there, Behold! Crooked River, in the spirit! He had died. A perfect match for Rebecca now, since alas she was dead too. But wait, were there bodies on the floor? Why had no one called the cleaning department yet? He sighed, very confused- finally concluding that Crooked River was too hawt, hawter than him. He could never live up to the hawtness that radiated from Crooked River's existence. The competition was too stronk. Like a snek's jaw. He would never win over Rebecca, no, not while that other dino was in the way. He finally after a very awkward amount of time looked into Fran's face, not her eyes though, her whole face he looked at, and said: "I will join you in the cave."
then
the wind
turned
4 knots
“Let us go then.” They followed the others into the spreading darkness.