Just a Word Count Update

I wrote 1111 words on a sequel to The Man Who Did Too Much. It was a fun scene in which George rather rashly tries to help Karla out by destroying her reputation as the town spinster. She will have to admit it what he did was funny, and I expect her reaction will be:

"Now we have to pretend we're not having an affair."
"But we're not having an affair," protests George.
"Exactly!" says Karla. "If everything is pretense then you can do anything you want and nothing is real."

Haven't got to that part yet, though.