Tortimer’s Picnic Basket, Sleepy Frillard, and Butch Fleas

Today is Labor Day, so Tortimer greeted me at town hall and gave me a picnic basket.

Tortimer: Today is Labor Day, sprout.The picnic basket I got from Tortimer.I then went to the theater in the city, and I saw that sleepiness was one of the emotions! That’s a Frillard emotion! It was my first time seeing Frillard in well over a year!

Frillard: Yawn. Time for my nap.Anyway, I went around town watering my flowers. One new black rose appeared today. Butch had fleas when I walked past him, so I got out my net and helped him out. How a net that big can catch a flea, I have no idea.

Butch: I knew something was making me itchy! Bob said I was just paranoid, but this is proof!