Wake Up:

Claire walked through the door, arms loaded with bags of groceries.

Charlie jumped up from the 钢琴 bench. "You're back!" he cried, pulling her into a hug.

"Yes," she laughed, "I returned from the store safely. Why are 你 so happy?"

"I figured out how to end the song," he smiled.

"Oh, Charlie, that's great." She walked over to the 厨房 and started putting things away.

Charlie when back to the piano. "What to hear it?"

"Yeah," she said, putting away a box of cereal. It was almost weird to see one without a Dharma logo.

Charlie began playing softly, humming along with it. "I'll come up...

1.♥ Charlie: So, first plane crash? Claire: What gave it away? Charlie: Ah, 你 can always spot the newbies.

2.♥ Claire: People won`t seem to look me in the eye here. I think I scare them. Charlie: You don`t scare me.

3.♥ Claire: You didn`t! 花生 butter? No way! Charlie: Just like your ordered. Oh there`s one thing; it`s extra smooth. Claire: That`s okay! ... It`s empty. Charlie: No no it`s not. It`s full, full to the brim with stick to the roof of your mouth.. Oh God, it makes 你 want a glass of milk, extra smooth. It`s the best bloody 花生 牛油, 黄油 I have ever tasted! 你 want some?...