Zeke adjusts his crotch, as he sniffs the air coming from the direction of the Shane family. He radios back to the repair shop, "2 ovens ready for buns, and couple of hot dogs to plug".
"10-4. Zeke. Bring in the ovens for immediate -uh-baking, and then go back and have yourself a good time plugging them hotdogs, yourself."
"Roger. 10-4." and then after he turned off the radio, he spun his arm up in the air in a victory sign and said, "Woo doggies, I'm getting some tonight!"
He then drove up to the unsuspecting family and offered his kind assistance.
After the car was hooked up to the truck, Zeke, said to the Shanes, "How's about I take the women folk to the motel, and then come back for youfellows in a couple hours. I was on lunch run, when I spotted you, so here's some food for you to eat while I'm gone." He hands Mike and John a couple foil wrapped footlong hotdogs and a couple of extra large lemon ice slushes. He then offers the ladies a couple of pomogranetes.
Mike is somewhat intimidated by Zeke's size, so he agrees to everything. Loretta and Jennifer just want to get back into an air conditioned place, so they climb into the truck cab. John finds Zeke the roadside hero ather dashing, and asks if he could ride on the running board or in the back of the truck.
"No, young man, its against state law, but you keep your old man company, and I'll show you two what passes for night life around here, when I get back."
Mike opened his hot dog and started to wolf it down, as he chomped on the hot dog, Zeke grinned watching Mike Shane's little package get littler, and littler. "Yessir, you two eat up all them hot dog's and then I'll be back to, ah, take care of ya'll."