"How many times, Jane Clementine Rizzoli I've told you to do..." Angela Rizzoli, the 'stressed of her daughter's muddle lifestyle' mother of said Jane Clementine Rizzoli called into her daughters bed room. Suddenly she stopped mid-sentenced in her litany of pedantic words in the doorway of her daughters bedroom as she spotted the curls of honey blond hair coming from under the blanket, followed by the rightful owner of said honey blond curls, which belonged to Maura Dorthea Isles, the Chief Medical Examiner of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts.
"Hello Angela." came the timid voice of the mostly very talkative woman, who now lacked of speech and no reasonable explanation why she lay in bed of her best friend Jane Clementine Rizzoli, and was stark naked.
"Well, mother of Christ and all the holy spirits! I think now I know how those wet spots came in Jane's bed." Jane Rizzoli's mother said, "I hope you love my daughter enough Maura, because from this day on, you will have to 'mother her', my duty is yours now!"
Before she left she said with a wink, "Good luck with that, Doctor Isles!"
"Uhh..." was all the flabbergasted Chief Medical Examiner of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts could utter as she saw Angela Rizzoli depart with a satisfied smile on her lips.
"Tell Jane to come to the the guesthouse to get her laundry, before she goes to the precinct.. Ahhh wait, you come by and get her laundry. Bye Maura, have a good day!" Maura heard Angela Rizzoli say before the door of Jane's apartment closed.
"I somehow finished up in a very badly played B-movie.!" Maura said and sighed loudly, and while she dressed herself into one of Jane's scratchy cotton pajamas she heard. "Honey, I'm ho-o-ome!"
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