Thanks for the reviews! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Miami Shores, house, 7pm Bailey: Scott! Come on, already! Scott: *steps out of bedroom* Which tie should I wear? Bailey: You don't need a tie. Scott: ...The restaurant has a dress code. Bailey: *walks over* Alright, go with the blue. Scott: *nods* Bailey: *walks into bedroom* You nervous? Scott: Well this is the closest to a romantic night I've had in the past 2 years. Bailey: Except I'm going. Scott: *flips tie around neck* You will behave. Bailey: Oh Scott, tell that to Lori. She's the one that has a problem with me. Besides, what does it matter? You two are separated. You're free game, aren't you? And isn't she dating someone? Scott: He's in China for the next month and I think they're just friends now. At least that's what I gathered from our conversation last night. Bailey: ...So you aren't free game. Scott: It's complicated. Bailey: Scott honey, you're tying knots around your neck. *grabs tie, fiddles with it* Scott: I guess I'm a little more nervous than I thought. Bailey: I have some benzos in my purse. Scott: *looks at Bailey* What? Bailey: *smiles* Kidding. Scott: That's not funny. Bailey: You need to relax. It's just dinner. Scott: The last time I wore a suit, it was when I left her to go shoot up in my condo. Bailey: *stares at Scott* ...Oh. Well, if it makes you feel better, I imagined you shooting up long before you met Lori. Scott: *pinches fingers together* Was almost there, Bailey. Bailey: *smiles* Aw that's adorable. She saved your soul. And then you ruined it. Scott: *frowns* Bailey: *straightens out Scott's collar* I don't like it when you look angry. Contradicts your pretty eyes. Scott: That's not getting you any points. Bailey: Fine. You have an amazingly impressive- Scott: Stop. Bailey: I was going to say business card collection. Scott: Sure you were. Bailey: *smiles* Scott: *smirks* Bailey: *runs hands through Scott's hair* There we go, formal yet casual. Scott: *takes Bailey's arms* Alright, enough. I don't want to look homeless. Bailey: Oh so we're not going for your highschool look. Scott: Hilarious. Bailey: *grabs Scott's cheeks* If you want to look trim and proper, shave. Scott: Sorry, already raked my face yesterday. Bailey: You men are so whiny about that. Scott: Hey, if I have to shave my face everyday, you have to shave your legs everyday. Bailey: *stares at Scott* Scott: *smiles* Bailey: That's not fair. There's more ground to cover down there. Scott: You women are so whiny about that. Bailey: *slaps Scott* Scott: *laughs* Bailey: Be careful, I'll take a razor to your face during the night. Scott: I don't sleep. Bailey: I could always suffocate you first. Scott: *smiles* You won't get very far. Bailey: Fine. We'll pillow-fight it out. If I can knock you off the bed, you get rid of the fuzz. Scott: Isn't that more of a teenage slumber party game? Bailey: Find your inner 13-year old girl, Finch. Scott: Get downstairs, Bailey. We're going to be late. Restaurant, 8pm Lori: *looks at watch* Bailey: *walks through doors* Lori! My girl! Lori: *rolls eyes* Scott: *walks over* Lori: Did you two share a cab? Bailey: Oh no no no. I drive myself everywhere. Lori: ...You're an alcoholic. Bailey: So's your father, he drives. Lori: HEY. That's...really true. Scott: *smiles* Let's get to our table, shall we. Lori: We have a table? Scott: *walks away* Bailey: Scott reserved it. *walks away* Lori: Yeah, I'll bet he did. Table Bailey: Ooh free bread. Scott: Where are the kids? *sips water* Lori: They're with my parents. *picks at bread* Scott: *nods* Bailey: Gosh you guys are so lucky. Kids are awesome. Lori: They are when they aren't screaming and crying. Bailey: That's why you're supposed to mommy them until they stop. Lori: *laughs* Ah Bailey, you make me laugh. Scott: *opens menu* Waiter: *walks over* What can I get for you tonight? Lori: I'll have the lamb. Bailey: Ew, how can you eat Bambi? Lori: It's easy once he's cooked. Bailey: I'll have the salad and shrimp. Waiter: And for you, sir? Scott: The steak, please. Lori: Wow, who's paying? Scott: *looks at Lori* Lori: *waves hand* Nevermind, it's fine. Waiter: *walks away* Bailey: *wraps arm around Scott* Honey if you were broke and I was rich, I'd pay for your dinners. Scott: *takes Bailey's arm* I appreciate that. Lori: There's a reason Scott isn't in charge of his funds. Bailey: Come on Lori, let him have his money. Lori: Bailey, this really isn't any of your business. Bailey: Scott's my friend. I've known him longer than you. Lori: Yeah but you're not married to him. You don't have children with him. So if you wouldn't mind, back OFF. Bailey: *stares at Lori* ...I thought you two were separated. Lori: Ergh. *leans on table, scratches head* Scott: It's okay, we can move on. 40 minutes later Bailey: *digs at salad* Lori: *sips soda* Scott: How's sales going? Lori: Great. The new male fashion is taking off. Scott: That's wonderful. Bailey: Scott could model for the company. Y'know, for extra cash. Lori: *looks at Bailey* We have enough male models. Bailey: But you can get Scott. He's beautiful. *grabs Scott's face* Look at him. *smiles* Lori: I know what he looks like. Scott: *turns head away, grabs water* Bailey: Oh! He could model underwear. He has a great body. Scott: I prefer to keep my clothes on. Bailey: Really? Because you sure shed 'em a lot. Scott: I swim to blow off steam. Bailey: What does Lori do to blow off steam? Lori: I don't have time to blow off steam. *digs at food* TBC..............................
OOh... the frustration level is EXTREMELY high right now. I can just see the steam rising Lori's head. And Poor Scotty...he's in the middle of Bailey's assertions and Lori's refusals to consider them as together. Wonder if they are going to make it through dessert? Awesome update!
Lol! Well this seems to be progressing well! I wonder how much more Scott is gonna be able to take before he blows his cool and clears the table of everything! lol! Great update Geni!
Thanks for the reviews! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Outside restaurant, 9:40pm Lori: *digs around purse* Scott: Are you really okay? Lori: Why wouldn't I be? Scott: You seem tense. Lori: I hadn't noticed. Scott: Y- Lori: Are you interested in her? Scott: *blinks* Bailey? Lori: Yeah. Scott: *stares at Lori* Lori: It's a yes or no answer. Scott: As I recall, you weren't able to give me one. Lori: That's different. Scott: *crosses arms* Lori: *sigh* No it's not. Scott: I guess what I am is a little confused. One day we appear to be fine and the next, you hate me. I don't blame you for being angry with me but- Lori: I'm not okay the idea of you and...someone else. Scott: *nods* Lori: I probably seem like a total hypocrite. Scott: It's okay. Lori: No it's not. I've been acting like an idiot. I'm sorry. *extends hand* Let's do this again sometime. Scott: *looks down at hand* Lori: *stares at Scott* Scott: *wraps arms around Lori* Lori: Have a safe drive. Scott: You too. *lets go, walks away* Lori: Ugh. Miami Shores, house, bedroom, 11pm Scott: *staring at ceiling* Bailey: *steps in* You awake? Scott: Yeah. Bailey: *shuts door, runs over* I got to thinking about tonight. *jumps into bed* I think I pissed off Lori. Scott: You don't say. Bailey: I always seem to make her mad somehow. Scott: She'll get over it. Bailey: Maybe I could spend some time with her alone. Get on her good side. *looks at Scott* What's her good side like? Scott: Let me know when you find it. Bailey: *places hand on Scott's chest* Scott: Goodnight, Bailey. *rolls over, stares at wall* Bailey: Can I stay here? Scott: No, you may not. Bailey: Ugh. *stands, walks away* Scott: *closes eyes* Jersey, large house, 1am Anni: Do you think the kids are okay? Tom: *eyes closed* They're fine. Anni: But Tayla's never spent this much time away from me. Tom: What are you talking about? You went on a road trip for 2 months and left her with me. Anni: Yeah but that's different. She was with you. Tom: As opposed to your irresponsible, hooker-hiring drug addict mother. Anni: ...You hired a hooker while I was away? Tom: Go to sleep, Anni. Anni: *sits up* Maybe I should call. Tom: If you pick up that phone one more time, we're getting a divorce. Anni: Right, okay. I just need something to distract me, that's all. *pokes Tom* Take off your clothes. Tom: *opens eyes* As much as that would be awesome for you, I'm too tired to move. Anni: Oh come on, we didn't sight-see for that long. Tom: Anni, we were supposed to see Jersey. You took me to Manhattan. Anni: ...They aren't the same thing? Tom: *sits up* Anni: HA! It works everytime. Tom: Don't toy with me, woman. Anni: *smiles* But I'm so good at it. Tom: Why don't you call in the morning. Anni: Can I call Tim right now? Tom: He's spending the weekend with his daughter; leave him alone. Anni: But she might need me. Tom: Is she 14? Anni: No. Tom: Then she doesn't need you yet. Anni: *frowns* Tom: *kisses Anni* Night. *lies down* Anni: What if Steph was crying for you? Tom: *sits up* Steph was crying for me? Anni: See? Tom: Don't be cruel. Anni: Aw, you're adorable when you're worried over a child that ISN'T YOURS. Tom: Brook isn't mine either and I worry about her. Anni: Yeah but at least that one came from the fruit of my loins. Tom: *stares at Anni* Anni: Why do I always fall for men who are addicted to another woman? Tom: No no no. The fact that I care about Steph has nothing to do with Lori. Anni: Sure it doesn't. *lies down* Tom: How am I ever going to convince you of that if you have this pre-conceived notion that all men secretly love someone else? Anni: Well your behaviour with her at the party wasn't very convincing to say the least. Tom: What behaviour? Anni: *sits up* You were practically cheering for her to take her top off. Tom: Yeah, the party was boring. I'd be cheering if the mayor took his top off. Lori and I are just friends. Anni: *laughs* Heard that one before. Tom: Look, you knew about me before we ever got involved. It was your choice to marry me. Anni: So that automatically excuses you. Tom: What I'm trying to say is, I understand your concerns. I wouldn't trust me farther than I could throw me either. But this has got to stop sometime; I've never been unfaithful to you. Anni: We must have a very different definition. Tom: What exactly do you think it is? I'd love to know. Anni: The fact that you even have any feelings toward her taints to me, what we have. Tom: I'm not going to lie, Lori and I have...a deep understanding. But that doesn't mean I'd rather be with her. Anni: *lifts eyes* Tom: I married you. I want to be with you. If that's not good enough, I don't know what is. Anni: *nods* Tom: Can we go to sleep now? Anni: Yeah. *leans over, kisses Tom* Tom: *lies down* Anni: *lies down, places head on Tom's chest* TBC.............................
You know...I think Tom and Anni needed to have that conversation. Even though...I'll just leave speculation out of this and say they've reached an understanding. If it's fair to either one of them, who knows...If Anni wants to continue to have a life with Tom, she'd be wise to learn to get over it. At least they TALK about things... Unlike Scott and Lori. They skim the very meat of what's going on, and appease each other instead of getting down to the heart of things. To me, this speaks to both of them still hiding out from each other. They'll keep this charade going until someone tires or someone gets the idea. Love hurts, but then again, the rewards of it is like nothing else. Enough psycho babble for the day Awesome update!
Oh god lord here we go again with another couple fighting ! Can't they all just get along! Lol! Heres an I dea why don't theyu all become swingers and then they want have to worry about who's doin who anymore cause it really want matter ! Great update Geni
Aww, man. I hope Anni does believe his love is true... Because I thinki it is. Bailey, Scott, and Lori... what an interesting web they weave... Can't wait to see where that's going. I hope they'll all be happy soon. Great updates!
Thanks for the reviews! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Miami, condo, 7:30am Brook: *squeals* Speed: Gotcha! *tickles Brook* Brook: *giggling* Katie: *walks downstairs* Ugh, when's Anni getting back? Speed: *swings Brook into arms, sits on couch* Probably this evening, why? Katie: I want my house back. Speed: *looks around* You have free reign. Katie: *kicks toys* Speed: Step over them. Katie: Tim, you're irritating the shit out of me. When Lori was little, you barely let her carry a teddy bear around and now you're littering my floor with colourful plastic and things that make noise. Speed: It's not a big deal. *looks at Brook* Is it. Brook: *smiling, shakes head* Speed: *smirks* Katie: *walks past, slaps Speed in the back of the head* Speed: Ow. Brook: HEY! Katie: *looks at Brook* Brook: *wags finger* Don't be a meanie. Katie: Tim, your sperm is telling me what to do. Speed: Stop that. Katie: It's true. Speed: *looks at Brook* You know what we do to meanies. Brook: *nods* Yup. Speed: *places Brook on couch, stands* Katie: Don't. Speed: *walks over* Don't what? Katie: Don't touch me. Speed: Who said I was going to touch you? Katie: I'm serious. Speed: *glances at Brook* Brook: *claps hands* Katie: Tim... Speed: *grabs Katie* Katie: TIM! Speed: *tickles Katie* Katie: ACK! TIM! *laughs* STOP IT! Speed: *smiles* Katie: *shoves Speed, falls over* AH! Speed: *looks down at floor* Katie: I hate you. Speed: I love you too. *extends hand* Katie: *grabs Speed's hand* Speed: *yanks Katie up* Katie: Oof. *grabs Speed's shirt* Speed: *looks at Brook* Think we fixed her? Brook: *nods* Speed: *looks at Katie* Katie: You've won this round. Brook: YAY! Speed: *smirks* Brook: *runs over, lifts arms* Speed: *picks up Brook* Brook: Breakfast time? Speed: Yep. What would you like? Brook: CANDY! Speed: *laughs* Well I think pancakes will have to do. Brook: Aw nuts. Katie: Can we keep her? Speed: *looks at Katie* Katie: Look at those little curls in her hair. *places hand on chest* Adorable. Speed: *shakes head* 2 days and now you think she's adorable. Katie: I've never seen her up-close before. Speed: Why don't you take her then, so I can start breakfast. *hands Brook to Katie* Katie: ...Now what do I do? Speed: Same concept as our kids, Katie. Katie: Oh, right. Let's go get you out of your PJs. Brook: *nods* Gables Estates, house, bedroom, 8am Lori: *eyes closed* Steph: *jumps onto bed* UPPITY UP, MOMMA! Lori: Ergh. Dominick: *climbs onto bed* Steph: *grabs Lori's arm* Time to get up. Lori: No. Not finished the best dream ever. Steph: What dream, Momma? Lori: *sigh* Scott has the prettiest hair...and muscles. Steph: *stares at Lori* Lori: *lifts head* Shouldn't you be at school? Steph: Sunday, Momma. Lori: *grabs Dominick* Have you eaten yet? Dominick: *shakes head* Lori: Ugh, look at your hair. It's in knots. *grabs brush from nightstand* Dominick: NO! Lori: *brushes Dominick's hair* Dominick: *reaches for Steph* Steph: Nope. You gotta get the knots, Dommy. Dominick: *screeches* Lori: Is there syrup in here? Steph: He got in the fridge last night. Lori: *sigh* You need a haircut, love. Dominick: NO! Lori: Yes. As soon as we have breakfast, you're going to the barber. Dominick: *starts to cry* Lori: Oh stop your wailing, you're just as bad as your father. Steph: He's gonna look handsome, Momma. Lori: Yes he is. Go get him dressed. Steph: *grabs Dominick* Inside truck, 11am Dominick: *frowning* Steph: You look good, Dommy. Dominick: Stupid. Lori: *looks into rearview mirror* You want to go show Daddy? Dominick: *lifts eyes* Yes. Lori: *smirks* TBC.............................
Oh aww...So Katie DOES have a heart somewhere in there? Whodathunk? I adore the family time though, it's what they ALL need. I love that Dom's suffering for his mischieviousness and coming out with a nice handsome hair cut. One he hates, mind you, but hey...I guess this is a teaching lesson... Awesome update
Haha, 2 days later and now she wants Brook to hang out more? :lol: I love how the mention of Daddy makes Dominic more compliant... And how Steph helps her little brother get ready. So cute! Awesome update!
Yeah, What with Katie? One min "get her outta here" the next "Can we keep her"! Whats that all about. I think she is seriously try to send Speed some kinda message but I don't really know what shes up to yet! Hmm! I seriously Hope that Dom's hair looks cut and she didn't get him that Moe Howard special! lol! at least he gets to see his daddy! Great update Geni!
Thanks for the reviews! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Miami Shores, house, 2pm Dominick: *chases Steph* Steph: *screams, runs upstairs* Lori: Ugh. *rubs temples* Scott: *smiles* They're great, aren't they? Lori: Yeah, terrific. You have any aspirin? Scott: *opens cupboard* Lori: They haven't stopped all day. When one starts screaming, the other imitates. Then one stops screaming and the other one starts up. Oh and lest we forget the sing-a-longs in the car, the sticky grapejuice on the seats and potty time every 5 minutes. Getting clean was easy, motherhood is a different ballgame. Scott: The silence would be lonely. Lori: No no. Heaven. Dominick: *runs downstairs, screaming* Scott: HEY. Dominck: *stops* Scott: Come here. Dominick: *runs over* Scott: *picks up Dominick* Let me see your new hair. Dominick: *flattens out hair* Scott: Aw come on, don't do that. *ruffles Dominick's hair* You looked handsome. Dominick: *grabs Scott's face* I wanna beard too. Scott: *smiles* Then you'll have to eat all your veggies. Dominick: Blech. Scott: It's true. I did and now I'm big and strong. Dominick: *looks down at Scott's arm* Yup. Scott: You're going to eat more veggies now, aren't you. Dominick: *nods* Yeah. Scott: *smiles* Steph: *runs over* Daddy! Look what I found! Scott: *looks at Steph* Geez. *places Dominick on counter* I told you not to go in Bailey's room. *takes box* Lori: *covers eyes* Steph: They have those in the public bathrooms at the pool. Bailey's got lots of rubber things in her closet. Scott: If the door is closed, don't go in. Steph: *nods* Lori: *grabs Dominick* I think it's time to go home. Scott: Wait, maybe uh...maybe one of the kids could spend the night sometime? Lori: Not until you put a leash on your roomie. Scott: *lowers eyes* Lori: Say goodbye, kids. Steph: *wraps arms around Scott's waist* Bye Daddy. Dominick: *waves* Lori: Let's go. Steph: *runs outside* Lori: *walks away* Scott: *leans against counter, sighs* Bedroom, 8pm Scott: *opens book* Bailey: *steps in* Hey, you're home. Scott: Where were you? Bailey: Out. Scott: *nods, flips page* Bailey: *sits on bed* What are you reading? Scott: Some science-fiction novel. Found it in the attic. Bailey: You're weird. Scott: I know. Bailey: Never open up something with dust on it unless it's a bottle of expensive wine. Scott: *looks at Bailey* Bailey: ...You're lucky. Your poison of choice isn't readily available and inexpensive. Scott: You can do it. I know you can. Bailey: Thanks for the vote of confidence. Scott: *looks back at book* Bailey: *places hand on Scott's arm* Scott: Don't. Bailey: *lifts hand* Thought so. Scott: *flips page* Bailey: You need to live a little. Scott: The last time I 'lived a little', I ended up almost killing myself. Bailey: Way to be a glass half full. Scott: *nods* Bailey: *grabs book* Scott: *looks at Bailey* Bailey: *turns book upside down* What's it about? Scott: Something about a post-apocalyptic militia. Bailey: Sounds boring. Scott: All books are boring in the first few chapters. You have to let the story grow on you. Bailey: Then books should start 4 or 5 chapters in. Scott: *laughs* Bailey: *sigh* Scott: *takes book back* Bailey: *lies head on Scott's shoulder* Scott: You and I need to talk about the things you keep in your room. Bailey: *smiles* Oooh. Scott: My daughter was snooping around. Bailey: *smile fades* Uh oh. Scott: The kids are going to come around more often, I would appreciate it if you would either lock your room or keep your things out of sight. Bailey: *nods slowly* Or...you could control your kids. Scott: *looks at Bailey* Bailey: *blinks* I'll lock the door when I leave. Scott: Thank you. Bailey: *wraps arm across Scott* TBC..............................
Bailey doesn't know the words give up when it comes to Scott! She just has a hard time giving up the booze. Lol! Steph finding Bailey's stash was pretty funny. I just wonder if Lori was wondering who she might be using those with! I'm shocked that she didn't come running out with Bailey's B.O.B ! lol! and if you can't figure it out! i can spell it out for ya! Lol! Great Update Geni!
I don't know what I find more amusing- that Bailey has all types of um...play things, or the fact that she's just not fond of the word no. Time and time again, Scotty has buffed her attempts away and like a true gentleman, he's not forceful about it, but there is a time where she's going to have to figure it out...Scotty's not available Excellent update!
Thanks for the reviews! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Miami Shores, house, 2am Scott: *opens fridge* Bailey: *walks downstairs* Can't sleep? Scott: I hope I didn't wake you. Bailey: Nah, I was already up. Why don't I make you my special cocoa. Scott: *looks at Bailey* That would be very sweet of you. Bailey: It's no problem. *walks over to stove* Scott: *stares at Bailey* Den, 2:45am Bailey: *staring at televsion* Scott: *looks down at cup* ...Bailey. Bailey: Yeah? Scott: I'm not feeling tired. Bailey: Oh. Shame. Scott: *places cup on table* What did you put in this? Bailey: Cocoa. *tilts head* Coke. Scott: *looks at Bailey* What? Bailey: *smiles* Do you want to sleep with me now? Scott: *stares at Bailey* Come again? Bailey: Come on, you're revved up. Let's go upstairs. Scott: You slipped me cocaine. Bailey: Yeah. That's not really a drug, it's more like caffeine. Scott: *staring at Bailey* Bailey: *grabs Scott's hand* Let's go. Scott: *rips hand away* I can't believe you did that. *stands, walks away* Bailey: *looks back* Where are you going? Scott: *grabs keys, leaves* Bailey: *stands* Ugh. He's so anal about everything. Gables Estates, house, 3:30am Scott: *bangs on door* 5 minutes later Scott: *rubs forehead, bangs on door* Lori: *opens door* What the hell is wrong with you. It's 3 in the morning. Scott: I need to come inside. Please. Lori: *tilts head* You look weird. Scott: It was Bailey, I didn't do this. I don't want to do this. I didn't. Lori: Slow down. *opens door* Scott: *walks in* Lori: *turns around* What's going on? Scott: Bailey. Lori: What about her? Scott: She wants to sleep with me. Lori: *nods slowly* Don't blame her. But that doesn't explain why you're here. Scott: *looks around* Lori: *narrows eyes* You're high. Scott: *snaps fingers* YES! *smiles* Yes, I am. Lori: *frowns* Scott: It's not what you think. I didn't do this. Bailey drugged me. Lori: And you just let her. Scott: She put it in cocoa. Lori: *laughs* That's the most unoriginal lie I've ever heard. Dominick's better at it and he's 3. Scott: Lori, I'm not lying. *grabs Lori's shoulders* You have to let me stay here, I can't stay there anymore. Lori: First of all, back off. Secondly, you have 30 seconds to leave or I'm calling the police. Scott: *blinks* Why would you do that? I haven't done anything wrong. Lori: I don't know what your intentions are. Scott: I just need to stay here for the night. Lori: No. Scott: *frowns* THIS ISN'T MY FAULT! *grabs Lori* I DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS! Lori: Let go of me. Scott: YOU'RE ALL I HAVE, I DON'T HAVE ANYWHERE ELSE TO GO! Lori: *winces* Scott: I NEED YOUR HELP! Lori: LET GO OF ME! Scott: *steps back* Lori: *rubs arm* Scott: I'm sorry. *sits on floor, holds head* I'm so sorry. Lori: *kneels* You can't stay here, Scott. Scott: *starts to cry* Lori: *sigh* Scott: *crying* I don't want to be like this anymore. Lori: *sits, wraps arm around Scott* Scott: *lies head on Lori's chest* Lori: *hugs Scott* Miami Shores, house, 9am Bailey: *drinks coffee* Lori: *walks in* You must think you're so clever. Bailey: *looks at Lori* Oh hi Lori. *smiles* How are things? Lori: YOU DRUGGED MY HUSBAND! Bailey: I thought he wasn't your husband. Lori: *grabs Bailey, slams her against fridge* Bailey: *blinks* Lori: You're lucky I'm such an enlightened person. Otherwise CSI would be picking through pieces of you in the middle of the Glades. Bailey: *stares at Lori* Lori: *tilts head* ...Maybe they still might. Bailey: I-I didn't mean t- Lori: Oh yes you did. So here's how this is going to work. I'm going to pack his crap and he's not coming back. You're not going to call us or visit us. And maybe, just maybe when you grow up and act like an adult instead of a cat in heat, we'll talk. Bailey: *nods* Lori: *lets go, steps back* Bailey: *rubs neck* Lori: *walks upstairs* Gables Estates, house Scott: *rubs eyes* Tom: *walks over* Hey, where'd Lori go? Scott: *looks at Tom* Tom: Yikes. Sailing on the failboat? Scott: *lifts brow* Tom: *shakes head* Had to spend the morning interviewing a teenager and picked up some lame lingo. But you look like crap. Scott: Thank you. Tom: Where's Lori? Scott: I don't know. What's with the package? Tom: Oh, it's her birthday today. Scott: *blinks* Tom: ...You did remember your wife's birthday, right? Scott: *stares at Tom* Tom: I am truly disappointed, my friend. Scott: *lowers head* Tom: Look on the bright side, at least someone told you. Lori: *walks in* Scott: *lifts head, stands* HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Lori: Don't sprain anything. *walks into kitchen* Scott: *nods* Tom: *runs into kitchen* Brought you a little something. Lori: *looks at box* Oh, how sweet of you. *takes box, opens it* ...*lifts eyes* It's a whip. Tom: *smiles* Lori: *punches Tom's arm* Tom: Ow, what? It's a momento. Lori: *pulls out whip* Great, let's test it out. *snaps whip* Tom: AH! *falls backwards* Lori: *smiles* You know what, I think I might actually like this. Tom: Happy birthday. Lori: *extends hand* Tom: *grabs Lori's arm, stands* Scott: *walks over* Tom: What did Scott get you? Lori: He doesn't have to get me anything. Tom: Some husband he is. Lori: *flips whip* Tom: *steps back* Scott: *wraps arm around Lori* I'm sorry. *kisses Lori's forehead* Lori: It's okay. Tom: That whip's the gift that keeps on giving if you know what I mean. *winks* Lori: *looks down at whip, smiles* I know. I can strangle all the stupid CSIs I want. Tom: *lifts finger* Hey. What kind of strangulation are we talking about? Lori: *looks at Tom* Are you still here? Tom: Apparently. See you later, you old lady you. Lori: *shoves Tom* Tom: *smiles* Feisty old woman. Lori: Get out before I shove that box down your throat. Tom: Alright, alright, I'm gone. Enjoy that thing responsibly. *walks away* Lori: *places whip on table* Scott: He has an irritating sense of humor. Lori: Well as long as his wife loves him. Scott: *smirks* Lori: How are you feeling? Scott: Uh, annoyed...even more annoyed...and pissed off. Lori: I brought your stuff here. Scott: A little less annoyed. Lori: *places hand on Scott's chest, walks away* TBC............................