Jackson and April fight over a very expensive purchase for Noah and later they're performing a surgery together and Jackson brings it up.
"Jackson! 114.99$ for a pair of shoes? For Noah? What made you think it was okay to buy a 144.99$ pair of shoes?" She puts her hands under the water to start scrubbing in, giving her husband a threatening look when he told her he just bought their two year old a pair of very, very expensive shoes.
"They're comfortable, provide stability, are great for circulation and…" He tries to defend himself, putting on a surgical mask and tying the strings on the back of his head. Truth was, he liked the shoes and Noah loved them too. So, he got a pair for himself and another for his son. He always had a soft spot for shoes, and matching sneakers with his little boy wasn't such a big deal. April wasn't too happy about it, though. Sure, a hundred bucks for Noah's tiny feet was a bit ridiculous, and he was sure they would stop fitting in a couple months, but… well. "They're Jordans!"
"They could be Dior for all I care!" She snaps, brushing all the way up her forearms. "He's two, Jackson."
"He does look cute!"
She gives him one of those looks he knows by now he's not supposed to mess with. Even after all these years being married to him, she still takes care of her money like before, always careful when it comes to her spending it recklessly. It's in her nature and there's nothing he can do about it.
Rushing to get inside the OR, she leaves him behind to scrub in alone when she's done.
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"Is everything alright?" Catherine Avery speaks, watching over the table at the pair. April doesn't move her eyes, but Jackson nods. The three of them are having surgery together. Some guy who cut his penis in an accident is lying on the table, and after 2 hours in almost complete silence, enough is enough. "Okay! What's wrong?"
"Nothing." They both reply at the same time, locking their eyes for the first time, but immediately lowering them down.
"You sure?"
"Yes."
"Huh, huh…"
"Alright." She goes on, pretending to believe it. "Oh, by the way, I was thinking we could spend Christmas in New York. The family all together. You know, do something different. The kids would have a nice time… it's also Hannah's birthday."
"She's four. I think she only wants a birthday party with her friends. She won't care about New York, mom." Jackson retorts, making April roll her eyes and let out a loud 'Oh okay!'. He looks up, pauses and asks. "What?"
"Like you said, she's four."
"Yes, and?"
"He's two, Jackson. Two!"
"Who, Noah? Are you still mad about the shoes?"
"It's about the importance of money, how to use it and spent it properly. The kids need to learn these things…"
"He's two, April! Like you said, he's two. He doesn't have any notion about the importance of money. He can barely use the potty!"
"Exactly my point! He can barely pee on his own. Why does he need a hundred dollar shoes?"
"What's going on?" Catherine asks, noticing the tension and April's deadly stare.
"April's mad at me because I spent a hundred dollars on a pair of shoes for Noah and she's-"
"You know that I'm doing a penile surgery and I have a scalpel in my hand." She cuts him off, with her fatal eyes and threatening tone. "You don't want to go there."
Fighting in public wasn't their thing.
And he was definitely not going there.
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