As soon as the rain stopped on Saturday, Lucy went out for a mud bath.
She was out of practice and rolled herself right onto a very sharp yucca bush.
George: Are you all right, Lucy?
Lucy: I'm a little stuck...in more ways than one.
Lucy took George's concern for her welfare as a flirtatious gesture and started to put the moves on him.
As usual, George rebuffed her advances, muttering something about her being his sister...
and the need to clean up her act if she ever hoped to find a date.