K: *she looks at her newspaper and then back at Tucker* "I didn't know I get you so hot and mad." *she licks her lollipop, this time more seductively* "My readers want a story, so I gave them a story."

“Because I don’t like being hugged. Especially by kids”

He puffs his cig
“Now stop before I have to throw you off.”

*Charlotte rushes over to Tucker and Karissa, turning to the sheriff*
Sorry, Karissa. I-- I hate to interrupt, but if I could just have a moment of your time, Sheriff? He's there, again! He's still there.

*He grimaces*

"Could it have been an instance of true love? I realize that sounds corny, but it's not a completely *insane* suggestion."

Tucker: Exactly, Karissa. It's a story. Fiction. None of it's true but what you think is true. Now everyone is going to believe this bullshit. You dragged my wife through the mud, too. What did she do to you? *wipes his face* You know how impressionable and naive this town can be. *he turns to Charlotte, knitting his brows into a line* What? Who?

Poppy raises an eyebrow. "...True love? I don't get Disney vibes from it." She turns to Orlando. "And I'm pretty sure his opinion on it will be even gloomier and fun-sucking."

Mrs Tully: *is dead :(*

Awww

*Stops*

(you killed our milf)

My stomach grumble- hmm -puts my memo away- food first -heads to the diner-

“You 2 are stupid giving someone your fucking ear isnt love...”
*he grumbles*

"Every town needs a resident grumpy old man."

*he chuckles*

She grabs her ear grinning jokingly as the ride spins around. "You want mine? Bro love? We can be frat boy bros forever, Oleander."

*Charlotte steps forward, lowering her tone to a loud whisper*
The old man! The old man I told you about, the one who was in my house before. I suspect he never even left. Are you sure you checked thoroughly, sheriff? Lorelei can attest, she saw him too!

He puffs his cig

“ If you’re not going to have a normal fucking conversation with me, you can go find yourself someone else to bother”