I was about to fall for her myself.

Get out of here, you scheming sexpot!

How dare you order me out of my own kitchen?

What's all the murmuring about in here?

Oh, Mr. Clampett, a thousand, a thousand apologies for ever allowing this woman to come in contact with your wonderful family.

Come along.

How dare he let you have this skillet?

Give it to him.

He can probably cook better than you can.

Yeah, the boy sets a great store by his vittles.

Well I'll just have to pitch in and learn Miss Chickadee about cooking.

That ain't all you're gonna have to learn her.

What you mean?

Well uh, remember how she thought she'd come from an egg?

Yeah.

She got herself a new notion now.

She thinks she was found in the woods by a raccoon.

Her yeast neither.

I ain't even sure she used flour.

Well, it's a fine looking slab of ham.