"Oh, Pebble, are you a poor neglected kitty? Believe me, if I could stay home with you on non-game, non-practice days, I would."
Spring means basketball and if he wants to make team captain Wallys needs to work at it!
"Good evening, dear. What's the word?"
"We got a huge kickback! Think about what you'd like to do to celebrate!"
What the hell is he doing bringing a hot redhead home on a celebration day?
Sometimes…okay, they have money now. Gobs of money. And she's in charge of it. The house has her stamp all over it, except for the front bedroom being saved for Rocky and Ginger. She is a respected businesswoman with a thriving business. This is nothing like the old days.
Except that Hamilton's paying attention to the redhead and Sandy's in here cooking. Again.
"My goodness, what smells so good?"
"Calamari. It's amazing what you can get at the General Store these days."
"Wow, I wish I could cook like that! But I barely have time to learn to make spaghetti."
"Yeah, Penny, thought it was about time to touch base. You came to Ham's party but we hardly talked at all…Oh, hell, yeah, huge bonus…What do you know about the new people at the Manufactured Home Estate?"
"I'm awful tired tonight, but I was thinking we could maybe go out tomorrow night?"
"I would love that."
"I bet we could still cut a rug at the Palais de Dance."
"Pretty sure they don't have rugs there."
Okay, he brought the hot redhead home but he's making plans with her. She needs to get over stuff.
"You must be so proud of being connected to her legacy!"
"Sure thing."