Narrator: Late one night, inside the local copy shop…oh man, I hate working nights! Customer: Well thanks, Dave! Beatrice (talking to herself): Dave thinks he’s soooo great! Huh! I should be manager of this copy shop, not Dave! So what if he’s nicer than me? And he gives correct change, and he never once bit a customer on the leg? He doesn’t love the copiers like I love the copiers! That’s right baby, Mommy loves you! (She gently wipes the glass with a rag.) Dave: Hey, Beatrice? Beatrice: Yes, Dave? Beatrice: Oops. Sorry. Clumsy. Beatrice: Uh-- yeah, sure. No-- no problem. WordGirl: --On the case!