Off Script

“Scott, please, Scotty, I need you!” Stiles whispered urgently into his cell phone. “She just moved in next door.”

“I don’t see the problem,” Scott’s tinny voice said. “So say good morning to her in the hallway tomorrow.”

“Scott,” Stiles snapped. “You don’t get it. She’s thinks I’m married. She thinks I have a kid.”

“Why would she think that?” Scott’s voice was innocently puzzled.

(Or the one where Stiles lies about being a family man to get a job and must enlist the help of model Derek Hale when his new boss moves in next door.)