Tina and Bette’s House
Shane (swinging Angie up as she ran past): Whoa baby, no pool remember, and it’s a little cool out tonight.

Angie (pointing): Water’s warm, please.

Peggy (seriously): Honey, you don’t want another cold do you?  

Papi (finishing): And take that nasty medicine.

Angie (sticking out her tongue): Blech…

Bette (kissing her cheek): Blech to you too baby. So Italian…

Kit (sipping her water): Sounds good. Mario’s, . They deliver.

Peggy (looking through the takeout menus): I’m on it…

Carmen (teasing): Do they still hand out the coloring books?

Alice (rubbing her head): We need a bunch of them with all the toddlers…

Kit (handing Angie a glass of juice): Takes one to know one.

Dylan (rubbing Angie’s head affectionately): Know what…

Angie (reaching for her): No go. Please (batting her eyelashes.)

Shane (smiling): She knows who she wants (passing her to Dylan.)

Dylan (resting Angie’s weight on her hip): Hey pumpkin!

Peggy (holding up the menu): Found it. (Setting it on the table) now write your orders down and I’ll call them in.

Bette (looking at Angie): What do you want Boo?

Angie (wanting down so she could run): Pizza green and white (dashing off to find her mommy.)

Kit (wondering): Huh.

Alice (rolling her eyes): Veggie pizza for a four and half year old.

Carmen (proudly): Good for her…

Shane (kissing her): She’s got Tina’s eating habits more so than yours.

Tasha (remembering a similar experience): It’s better than nut loaf…

Helena (wincing): Oh Gods, that was…

Alice (shrugging): Jamie’s a vegan…

Papi (wrapping her arms around Kit): Well if you read the reports…

Bette (finishing): The less red meat in your diet the better.

Alice (teasing): That’s what happens when you get old (shutting her mouth as Kit glared at her.) I meant her, not you.

Kit (playing): And who do you think is older. I’ve got a couple of years on Bette.

Dylan (fidgeting): Ouch…

Papi (rubbing her arms): Not in my book…

Tasha (moving out of the way): Suck up…

Papi (sticking her tongue out): I don’t like the couch…

Peggy (whistling): Children, and I can say that, cause I have more years on any of you than anyone of you. Now go find a corner to play in so I can call in dinner. (Making shooing motions) and by the way Alice, darling, if Bette was getting on in her years she wouldn’t make Tina scream as loud as she does (winking.)