No need to point out the anachronisms – this is purely for fun. Hope you enjoy it.

“My turn,” said Murdoch. “H-E-A-T-H-E-R. Scores 13.”

Johnny protested, “Hey Murdoch, you can’t use people’s names in Scrabble.”

“Johnny, my boy, heather is a plant in Scotland.”

“What, like calling your kid Cactus?” he countered.

They all continued studying the board.

“Come on Jelly. Your turn.” Johnny always hurried the game along.

“O-R-N-E-R-Y. That’ll get me points.”

“You sure that’s how it’s spelt?” queried Johnny.

“You got a better way?” challenged Jelly.

“Sure it ain’t a made up word of yours?”

“Hardy-har-har.”

“Yeah, like that.”

“Teresa?” encouraged Murdoch.

“I can put down all my letters and use this s and that t to make succotash.”

She put down her tiles covering a double word score.

“That’s not how you spell succotash.” Everyone groaned at Johnny’s familiar refrain.

“Then how do you, Johnny?”

“Any way that doesn’t score so well. Anyway, my turn now,” he said. “Read it and weep. T-O-R-T-I-L-L-A.” Johnny put down his tiles with an extravagant flourish.

Scott’s turn at last. “Not bad Johnny but I have the winning word. D-R-A-B-B-L-E. And before you say it Johnny, yes, it is a word. Though you may have to stick around for some time to see it enter popular usage.”