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EXT.  FRONT PORCH - DAY

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PAT and her freckle-faced daughter AMALIE knocks on NANCY’S front door wearing plastic smiles and a Tupperware full of cookies. ​

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                                                                                             PAT                                                                  

Nancy? Fancy seeing you here! Ha! I’m just yankin’ your chain sister. Oh c'mon you're allowed to smile. Anywho or a-rather, we just wanted to stop by to drop off these cookies that Amalie made, from scratch. Yes. With love. You know she has such a hard time making friends at school. Well because of, you know, the biting, and we thought it would be nice to bake some cookies for you and your daughter as an apology. "When you bite someone, give them something to bite back". That's what my mom taught me at least. You know one of those sayings like, “The way to a man's stomach is through his heart”. It’s important we teach the kids. What is she doing back there anyway. Curling her hair and puttin’ on lip gloss? Tell her to bring her fanny to the front and play with Amalie! Amalie, honey, why don’t you go back and bring her a cookie. And watch the sticky fingers miss missy. Nancy, you don't mind, do you. You are so generous and kind I didn't think you would mind at all. Sweet heart. Thank you so much for watching her for a bit. It truly means the world. If it's any consolation to you we got the rabies test back...negative! We’re in the clear. You’re in the clear, and most importantly, Amalie’s in the clear. Thank you God. I was worried sick when I saw all that foam in her mouth. Turns out, it was just Comet! She grabbed it from under the sink when I wasn't looking, and she just went to town. Crazy girl, god I love her. I was just like her at that age. Hell, I still am! Ha ha ha! It's crazy watching them grow up and be their own person, but also still be a little copy of me! It's a good thing too because I think the world could use another one of me! HA! Alrighty, well I’m gonna jet. Ciprio signed me up for a line dancing class, so I have get a pedi since my toes will be on full display. I’ll be back Wednesday around 4:00/ 4:30 depending on how long the layover is. Oh, and if I were you, I would hide the matches and things. Amalie told me she likes the smell of carcinogens. Such a scientific mind. I'll bring you back something from Quebec as a thank you, but for now enjoy the snickerdoodles. Thanks Nance. Bye-bye hon.