Country comfort

Thunder rumbles] Bailey (You, arriving): “Oh, hey. Listen, I was—” Tuck (Teen Son, teasing): “Well, well, well. Looks like they sent us the perfect woman for the job. Oh, crap. What kind of ranch did I walk into? Horses, mostly. You like horses?” Bailey: “Not that much. Wait! Aren’t you from the nanny agency?” Tuck: “No.” Brody / Dad figure: “Dang. Do you have any experience taking care of kids?” Bailey: “No.” Tuck: “Have any experience lyin’?” Bailey (calm, trying to explain): “Hey, y’all! Come meet our new nanny! I’m… not a nanny. Look, my truck died, my phone died. I just need to use your phone.” Tuck: “Y’all, get down here! Everybody, this is our new nanny.” Bailey (correcting): “I’m not a nanny. Just… Bailey.” Brody / Dylan / Chloe: “New nanny, that’s Brody, Dylan, and Chloe. Hey, y’all. Is your mama or daddy around?” Bailey (honest, emotional): “I’m having a breakdown. My truck… and emotional.” Tuck / Kids: “Actually, our mama died two years ago.” Bailey: “Oh, I’m so sorry.” Tuck: “Thank you. And thanks for showing up, Nanny.” Bailey (firm): “No, Bailey. Just Bailey. I just need to use your phone — call a mechanic, get back home, wherever that is.” Brody / Dylan: “You forgot where you live? Did you check the tag on your backpack?” Bailey: “Honey, I wish it were that simple. Never date a musician.” [Thunder crashes] Bailey (comforting herself / kids): “Oh, honey. It’s okay. It’s okay. I just need to use a phone… cell phone… home phone… xylophone.” T “Oh, is that a phone?” Bailey: “Storm knocked out all the phone service.” Tuck (mock-dramatic): “Of course it did. Why do you hate me?” [Thunder crashes again] Brody / Dylan (impressed): “Look how good she is with children! She’s straight-up Mary Poppins, bro.”*contuine from here bye*