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[Shot of Andy, hands folded and eyes closed as they finish saying grace.]
All: ...and all our blessings, Amen.
[A spatula dips into the casserole.]
Dad: (off-panel) You feeling okay, baby? You slept REALLY late this morning.
[Dad heaps casserole onto his plate as Andy speaks, looking concerned.]
Andy: I'm... I think I'm getting migraines or something? Do you guys get those?
Dad: Nope, not me. What's wrong, sweetie?
[Andy lowers her gaze thoughtfully.]
Andy: I've had this weird headache come and go all day... I don't know how to describe it.
Dad: You need some ibuprofen?
Andy: (sigh) I'll take some after dinner.
All: ...and all our blessings, Amen.
[A spatula dips into the casserole.]
Dad: (off-panel) You feeling okay, baby? You slept REALLY late this morning.
[Dad heaps casserole onto his plate as Andy speaks, looking concerned.]
Andy: I'm... I think I'm getting migraines or something? Do you guys get those?
Dad: Nope, not me. What's wrong, sweetie?
[Andy lowers her gaze thoughtfully.]
Andy: I've had this weird headache come and go all day... I don't know how to describe it.
Dad: You need some ibuprofen?
Andy: (sigh) I'll take some after dinner.