"COMING!!!"
"...And I'm going. Have fun."
"Wait, don't leave me. I…."
"Hello? Hello? Someone rang my doorbell and…."
"Hi."
"Oh. You're a tiny fellow. Why did you ring my doorbell so early in the…..Huuuu!!! Is that Basket for me?"
"Umm..what, oh, yes. Here."
"Kid, my arms are up here."
"I know."
"Ruby told you to place it on my doorstep?"
"Yes, and since she is a ghost, I am sure she sees everything. Don't want to upset her."
"Kid, that's not how ghosts work. I can take it. Will just place it back on my doorstep with blanket overtop, so if Ruby stops by to check, no harm, no foul."
"You know Ruby?"
"Not personally. Just know someone drops off baskets…..and now you confirmed my guess."
"Shoot. Please don't say anything. I won't if you won't. Can I bribe you with some Licorice to keep your mouth shut."
"Yes, please. I always love some….ohh….that's a full bag."
"Sorry if it's black licorice. I bought it, realized I didn't like it, no one else liked it, and then 'boom' you showed up. Gotta keep up that energy, Kid."
"Thank you, and HAVE A NICE DAY!!!!"
"Should only need two more loads and then I am done, so….."
"Hi, Darius!! You still here? Thought you could stock up faster."
"Apple, I can't just stack them one ontop of another, especially in a toy car. Wonder whose this is anyways. The baskets would get crushed."
"Suit yourself. Could you take from my stack as well?"
"Nice try. Look at Rubys."
"What stack? I don't see a stack."
"Exactly. She only has a few left. We're falling behind."
"Darius, it's not a race."
"Oh, it's always a race. See you on the finish line."