Unusual weather

On one of those oh-so-frequent drizzly spring mornings, when everything is wet and the worms come out to catch a breath of air and cover the sidewalk.
Small boy: "It's worming out!"

Yum

Boy: "Do worms count as red meat?"

They deliver?

young woman on cell phone: So are you picking up the worms or am I?
(pause)
young woman: Are we just going to decide what everyone wants when we get there?
(pause)
young woman: I don't know where the place is. I've only had them deliver.
-Melissa