The scene begins today in the living room of the home of Alicia and Dorito where we see Christy on her knees behind the couch in the middle of the room, her left hand under the bottom of it as she moves it around on the carpet. Meanwhile, Dorito is walking down the staircase, wearing some black and blue dragon pajama pants and some green plushy turtle slippers with green blanket over him still.
Christy: AGHH!
He gets to the bottom of the staircase, rubbing his newly awoken eyes before running his hand through his mussled hair as he looks down at her.
Christy: Where the heck is it?
Dorito: Where's what?
She looks up over at him as he sniffs.
Christy: Hey, I'm looking for my earring.
Dorito: All this carnage for one earring?
Scanning about, you can see pillows and cushions from both couches have been pulled out and strewn about on the floor and partly on top of the sofas.
Christy: Can you lift this up so I can look under?
Dorito: Maybe. What do I get out of this for doing it?
Christy: If you don't, I'll tell you which one of your water bottles has been spiked with vodka.
Dorito: What?
Christy: Yeah, we all thought it'd be funny last night if we got you drunk, and figured it'd be a cool way to get it done.
He steps over to her head, putting his hands on the top of the couch and presses, tipping it up for her to look under. She crawls under and wiggles about, covering every inch.
Christy: Nothing!
She crawls back, sitting on her shins as Dorito sets the couch back down slowly as he sniffs.
Dorito: So where was the last place you saw it?
Christy: I don't know! On my ear?!
Dorito: Settle down. All you have to do is retrace your steps. So when did you notice you lost it?
Christy: I don't know, an hour or two ago? I've been looking for it everywhere now.
Dorito: What were you doing when you noticed it gone?
Christy: Duh, looking in a mirror.
Dorito: I mean, were you showering, shaving your legs, brushing your hair, doing some aerobic workout?
Christy: Shaving my legs? How could I tell I lost an earring if I was shaving my legs?
Dorito: I dunno, maybe you were shaving them, then whisked your ear and felt just the lobe? So you looked in a mirror and noticed them gone.
Christy: If I was shaving my legs, I'd be wearing just a towel right now.
Dorito: Ohhh yeah, hmmm. But so you either felt them gone, or you saw yourself in something reflective. But no matter, for I, Detective Dorito, the Ironman Sleuth, is on the case for you. Now come my dear, we will find your earrings, for heaven nor hell can stand in our way!
He sniffs as she gives him a weird look.
Christy: What are you on?
Dorito: Nothing.
Christy: I mean for cold medicines.
Dorito: Nothing.
He gets a little closer to Christy's head, and tries to sniff with his stuffed-up nose.
Dorito: Now come my dear! To the kitchen!
Christy: Kitchen?
He grabs her by the hand and marches the few feet into the kitchen and reaches up, grabbing a cabinet door and pulling it open as it creaks. He grabs the box of Raisin Bran Crunch, and sets it on the counter, then goes into another cabinet to grab a bowl. He holds the bowl up, looking into it for several seconds, then sets it on the counter.
Christy: What are you doing?
Dorito: Shhh.
He smacks the sides of the cereal box, and the top pops open. He grabs the box, tilting it toward himself, and peers inside.
Dorito: Aha! Just as I expected!
Christy: You found my earrings in the cereal?
Dorito: No, there's still cereal in here, and it's going in my grumbling tummy.
He grabs open the frig, and peers around inside for several moments before grabbing the milk.
Christy: I'm sure they're not in the refrigerator.
Dorito: Never be so sure about anything, my dear.
He twists open the milk and puts his eye close to the hole, looking inside for a couple seconds.
Dorito: Clear.
He lifts the cereal box up, and sifts some into his bowl before setting it down, then lifts the jug up, pouring milk in over it.
Dorito: Ah, golden whole-wheat and rice flakes baked with hearty wheat bran for a most bodacious satisfying crunch.
He sets the milk down, putting the cap back on, then returning it to its place of origin in the frig. He shuts the door, then closes the flaps on the cereal box and sets it back in the cabinet and shuts the creaky door, and the other one. He then reaches down into a drawer after pulling it open, and looks around.
Dorito: Clear!
He then grabs a spoon and pivots, twisting his body as he bumps the drawer shut with his hip. He sets the spoon into the bowl and glances at Christy as he sniffs.
Christy: So what did you sniffing me have to do with you getting a bowl of cereal?
Dorito: You smelled so sweet, and it reminded me of this cereal, tossed with clusters of delicious toasted oats, glazed with honey and then sprinkled oh so carefully with brown sugar for a wonderful harmony of flavors and a mouth-savoring bite. And with every bite bursting with plump, juicy raisins, you can really tell they put it all in there.
Christy: You're nuts, you're certifiably nuts D. And if you had any medicine in you, I'd probably blame it on the drugs, but you haven't taken any so, so, so...
He takes a bite as he picks up the bowl with his lift hand, setting the spoon back in the bowl, then grabs her hand with his right and walks out of the kitchen. He sniffs as the front door is heard opening.
Dorito: Come Christy, I know where your earrings are.
Christy: Whatever.
He takes a couple of steps and stops, pointing at the entrance where Alicia and Molly are seen walking in, carrying a couple bags as they kick off their shoes.
Dorito: Tada!
He lets go of her, sniffing as he uses his right hand to grab the spoon and take another bite.
Alicia: Hi. Still sick I see.
Christy: Don't you know it. I lost my earring and this baffoon has been running me around the room to find them like he knows it, but all he wanted was me to watch him look in an empty bowl and in the frig for them.
Molly: Oh, I borrowed 'em.
Christy: You what?
Dorito: Elementary my dear, let me take you back. See, I came down earlier to get a bowl of cereal, and you and Molly were sitting on that couch right over there together.
He points at the couch against the wall, then takes another bite, then continues talking as he's chewing.
Dorito: Dem, do her hubbin' yer ears.
He swallows and sniffs.
Dorito: And I saw when you rubbed them, one fell out, and bounced right into Molly's lap. Naturally of course, she didn't see it later until she was in the car with Alicia and CJ, since it had stuck to her pants, where she proceeded to put it in her own ear, thusly borrowing it so she wouldn't be able to lose it.
He takes another bite, and sniffs.
Molly: Wow, the dweeb's right.
Christy: Well why didn't you just say that to begin with instead of making me go under the couch or follow you into the kitchen?
Dorito: Elementary, my dear. Elementary.
He nods at them, then turns around and begins walking toward the staircase as Christy has a puzzled look on her face, then she looks over at Alicia and Molly and the scene fades out.
