.Hey...Ididn't...what's up?"Before anyone else could speak, Margaret said, "Why don't you tell us?Where were you?"She looked at Jay and Esme, then qui...kly turned away, looking overMargaret's head to the picture above the couch. "Ilya's," she mumbled.Stef jumped in. "What's going on Amber?" Nothing," she said, never taking her eyes off the picture."Bull," Stef snapped, "Stop lying already."Esme looked at Jay and then back at Amber. She expected her to go off onStef or storm upstairs. Or out.. I’m sorry! I was just looking I’m sorry, yea well you should have been! She then went to grab her phone and forgot she was holding up a towel she grabbed the phone and the towel shot to the floor embarrassed she bent over and picked it up. When she went to stand up she looked at my groin! Wow someone is excited! Oh yea sorry I said shocked and squirming to hide it. No don’t worry let the flag fly! And she pulled my hands away! Wow it’s like a tent under there! Did those pictures get you. When the music finally stopped, they noticed they were the only ones left in the room. Except for Mort, who was sitting in a chair with his feet up on the table looking slightly bored. "That was fun." Mort said sarcastically. "After the brunette left, the only people here were old ladies with bloomers." he shuddered. "There should be a law against that stuff."Antonio stopped as they reached the table. He looked at the dinner, now cold, sitting there. "Oh," he said. "I'm sorry, I guess I was so. " Well, you were dad's favorite. You played basketball and golfed withhim all the time." You never told me you played golf and basketball." Never came up, I guess," she said."I love golf." I guess you two have a round of golf in your future." Maybe next spring," Jena said.Francine asked us if we needed a drink and asked if we minded sitting atthe dining room table so she could still chat with us as she cooked."I hope you like spaghetti," she said. "Secret family recipe." Ragu?" Jena.