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Alex's office.
Alex's cell phone rings. "Hello mother. Did i kill any of your plants?"
"No. Alex darling, I was cleaning and found a stray earring. Did you lose one of yours?"
"No."
"Did you come by with that detective of yours?"
"Yes, she was with me."
"Oh, then it must be hers. And, Alex, bring her over for dinner tonight."
"Yes mother."
Alex texts Olivia: My mom found your earring & we're having dinner with her tonight.
"What's wrong?" Eliot asks Olivia, her face had suddenly gone pale while reading her text. "Is Alex sexting you?"
"Alex never sexts. That earring I lost, it's been found."
"That's good, you love them."
"Yeah, her mother found them."
"Yikes."
"And we're having dinner with her tonight."
"Wait, you have to tell me how you lost those earrings at the inlaws. My mind is going to form mental images of you and Alex."
"Shut up El!"
Olivia was fretting over what to wear to dinner.
"Are you sure this is okay?"
"Olivia, you look breathtaking. It's only dinner."
"With your mother."
"You've had dinner with her before."
"Yeah, a charity ball with you and a hundred other people I could hide from her."
Alex kissed Olivia on the cheek and grabbed her hand. "Come on, you're perfect."
"Mom, we're here," Alex called out walking into the townhouse.
"Alex dear, make yourselves a drink."
"Just water," Olivia said. "I'm too nervous."
Alex's mother walked into the room and went straight for Olivia and hugged her.
"So you're the girl who put back a smile on my daughter's face."
"Yes, ma'am, Olivia said, surprised.
"Call me Pamela. I believe these are your," Pamela said handing them to Olivia.
"Thank you," Olivia said, blushing, remembering the last time Alex and she were in the townhouse.
"Well, come on, you girls must be famished after a long day of putting criminals away."
Mrs. Cabot made a simple dinner of pasta with clams and a caesar salad.
"Pamela, this is the best dinner I've had in a long time."
"Thank you, Olivia. Alex don't you cook for Olivia?"
Olivia looked over at Alex, eyebrows arching.
"I really haven't had time to cook..."
"Is she pretending that she can't cook? She has five dishes she can cook really well, that her grandmother taught her."
"I'll make sure she cooks and invites you over as well," Olivia said, smiling.
Alex and Olivia helped Pamela clean up and went back to Olivia's apartment.
"Okay, your mom isn't as scary as I thought."
"Told you."
"When are we having her over for dinner?"
"Olivia, I love my mother, but that was my quota for the month."