Working. Sort of.

Scott is here to work on the manuscript. Apparently it's better than I thought it was, because we haven't gotten as much work done as we did the last time we got together. Maybe it's because we're here. My family hasn't seen Scott in two years, so there is catching up to be done. We have gotten some work done, though, and a few decisions made. His part is essentially done. Mine has barely begun, but my work is cut out for me.

Oh, and that scene I lost? Scott doesn't have it either. Looks like I'll be reconstructing it.