I'm feelin' good

Hello. Name's Caleb Marshall. How are you doing? Never mind, don't bother answering that. I already know.

[herdisofthor]

Thank god for Layla.

[herdisofthor]

Of course you do, Caleb.

[calebmarshall-blog]

Did you enjoy yourself?

[herdisofthor]

Thank god for Layla.

Lipstick does…wonders.

[calebmarshall-blog]

I think you look great even without it.

[calebmarshall-blog]

Can you do your very best not to embarrass me?

[claudettejo]

There are plenty of times. Starting with the fact that I didn’t tell your girlfriend everything she doesn’t know about you.

[calebmarshall-blog]

Yeah, and it's going to stay that way, if you know what's good for you.

[calebmarshall-blog]

Can you do your very best not to embarrass me?

[claudettejo]

When have I ever embarrassed you?

[calebmarshall-blog]

I think the better question may be, when haven't you embarrassed me?

[calebmarshall-blog]

Can you do your very best not to embarrass me?

[widowromanova-blog]

Of course you're invited.

[widowromanova-blog]

I know, I don’t know what I’m going to do with that girl. [Smiles, waving her hand] I’m sure nothing could prepare her for that. If I know Layla, she’ll get Annie in on it.

[calebmarshall-blog]

I suppose she'll have to learn to fend for herself then. She can survive just about anything. I think she'll be alright on a night out with her sisters. At least I certainly hope so.

[widowromanova-blog]

Of course you're invited.

[widowromanova-blog]

Mm, nothing too outlandish, since I know she’d probably get upset if it wasn’t very intimate. So nothing more than a family dinner and I don’t know, I’m sure Layla will try to drag her off to a club or something. She is turning 19 after all.

[calebmarshall-blog]

She's getting old. [Chuckles] I'll have to warn her about Layla's plans then. Make sure she's prepared to head into the lion's den.

[camomarshall-blog]

Sure, I guess not. And yeah, that’s me.

[calebmarshall-blog]

Nice to... meet you, I suppose. I'm never entirely sure what proper protocol is in situations like this. Does your mother know you're here?

[widowromanova-blog]

Of course you're invited.

[widowromanova-blog]

Let’s just say that if they truly wanted to kill you… They would have a long time ago.

[calebmarshall-blog]

Ah. That's a somewhat comforting notion then. What are the plans, if you don't mind my asking?

[widowromanova-blog]

Of course you're invited.

[widowromanova-blog]

Darling, they’re impulsive and overprotective boys.

[calebmarshall-blog]

So I've noticed.

[widowromanova-blog]

Of course you're invited.

[widowromanova-blog]

I’ll make sure they promise. [Wrinkles her eyebrows] I feel like I’m missing something, though. Why would they strangle you and why do you not seem to be as well as you’re saying?

[calebmarshall-blog]

We simply have a bit of a... shaky history, your sons and I.

[camomarshall-blog]

calebmarshall liked your photo

Uh…hey, dad.

[calebmarshall-blog]

I shouldn't be surprised anymore, should I? You would be... Alex, then?

[herdisofthor]

You think you could?

[calebmarshall-blog]

I know I could, darling.

[widowromanova-blog]

Of course you're invited.

[widowromanova-blog]

Oh but of course! I just need to find out where her brothers are, but it’ll be a divine occasion. How are you, darling?

[calebmarshall-blog]

As long as they promise not to strangle me, I think we'll have fun. [Smiles weakly] I'm doing well, and yourself?

[herdisofthor]

You’re lucky I like you. But I’m not going to talk to you the whole night. I’ll find some reason to give you the cold shoulder.

[calebmarshall-blog]

I'll just have to find a way to warm it up then.

[herdisofthor]

Oh no, I change my mind. You’re not invited.

[calebmarshall-blog]

I'm afraid your mother's already invited me, love. You're stuck with me.

[widowromanova-blog]

Of course you're invited.

Don’t let her tell you otherwise.

[calebmarshall-blog]

That's kind of you, thank you. I'm sure whatever you have planned will be great.