Leta is pushing a heavy toy down the hallway when the far side of it bumps right into Chuck’s back. He’s been sleeping on the floor, and although Leta keeps nudging him with the toy he won’t move. She finally screams, “CHUCK! MOVE, PLEAAAAAASE!” Isn’t that considerate of her to ask so politely.
Chuck thoughtfully considers her request, pulls himself off the floor and steps to the right allowing her plenty of room to pass. She sits there stunned for a second and then muses aloud, “I love Chuck.”
No one is more surprised than she is at this realization.