Randy got home to be greeted by his mom "Hey sweetie, I have pot roast on the go," he reached down to kiss her cheek "Mom, can I ask you something?" he shrugged his coat off his shoulders and sat down on the couch in the foyer are of their penthouse, seeing some sort of distress on his face, Elaine took a seat next to her son and held his hand in hers "you can ask me anything,"
Randy let out a deep breath, "Am I a bad person?"
"Of course you aren't,"
"mom, I want you to be honest with me,"
"Well Randy, you're not a bad person – unless you've killed someone, that makes you bad,"
"No mom," Randy replied with a slight chuckle
"But you have a tendency to want everything done for you, you can be quite arrogant, you seem to be more interested in appearances and you_"
"I get the picture mom,"
"Randy, you are my son and I do love you, but what did you do this time?"
"well, er, I was sort of seeing this man and I guess I misjudged him,"
"How so?"
"Well, he told me he was in social work, but when dad and I went to the Hazard building I saw him cleaning the empty offices,"
"And?"
"Mom he was cleaning, on his knees trying to hoover the skirting boards!"
"And?"
"it's pretty low don't you think?"
"Randall Keith Orton! What do you think I do when I tell you all to leave the house on a Sunday? I get on my hands and knees and I clean this penthouse until its spotless!"
"Yeah but that's different,"
"How so?"
"I, mom he lied to me. He told me he was in social work and he's a cleaner!"
"But why should that matter,"
"er, my reputation,"
"Randall," Randy winced at her tone "That just proves my earlier fact, if you liked him it wouldn't have mattered,"
"Mom, try to see it from my point of view,"
"don't be so ridiculous, what's an occupation anyway?"
"You know what the guys would be like,"
"It shouldn't matter what they think, as long as you want him and he wants you that should be all that matters,"
"well there's more,"
"Oh?"
"He is in social work, he was an intern_" Randy was cut off by Elaine laughing
"Oh, Randy haha Randy, you jumped the gun again,"
"Mom! And I called him poor, and Oh My God what was I doing?"
"Oh Randy," she rubbed his back reassuringly "you're grandfather never liked your dad. He wanted me to marry someone with more credibility like a police officer or a fireman when I took him home he gave your father more abuse than I'd ever heard. Your grandmother loved him, but Granddad , phew it took a while to convince him that your father was the one for me. I remember it like it was yesterday, 'you bring a lawyer home? A lying, cheating no good lawyer all their good for is taking your money. But did I care? No I loved your father and if my dad would have had his way I might not have had you, or your brother and sister,"
Randy sighed "it's been a long day,"
"What are you going to do?"
"there needs to be a lot of changes around here, do you want some help with dinner?"
"That would be lovely son,"
Randy had a glass of champagne in his hand and was sitting down with a cigar in his hand he was laughing with his group of friends at a charity dinner for Hart Lawyers Firm
"So where's this new fella of yours Randy?" Jason asked
"Leave the boy alone, he probably made the story up to get us off his back," Adam squeezed Jason's hand and grinned at Randy
"Yeah, yeah, he's working," Randy waved them off
"What does he do?" Adam
Randy took a deep breath "He's a cleaner,"
as soon as he said it there was a loud cheerful laughter at the table Randy looked down glumly
"Oh Randy, what was he cleaning out your theatre room?" Adam
"I met him at the gym,"
"Oh he's a cleaner at the gym," Christian
"No actually, he works as a cleaner while he works as an intern,"
Again more laughter "oh Randy, he couldn't get a job so he has to work for free!"
"What's all the laughter about?" Bret Hart the owner came over
"Oh Bret! Wait until you hear this! Ha!" Adam "Randy's got himself boyfriend,"
"really?! As in a relationship, I didn't know that was even in your dictionary Randy!"
"Yeah, yeah," Randy sipped his champagne
"But Bret, he's an intern and he has to work as a cleaner just to get by," Again the table started laughing where as Bret stared all the young men down "And?"
"Oh Bret it's funny a cleaner honestly!"
"Not really Mr Copeland,"
"What?"
"Well unlike yourself, this boyfriend of Randy decided not to scrounge off his parents and make his own way into his preferred profession, Randy?" Adam's jaw dropped
"Social Work,"
"Ah, so by doing an internship he can gather experience in the field instead of asking his parent's friends to allow them to join the company into a job they don't really know anything about?"
Randy spat out his drink in shock Bret Hart was defending John! Randy couldn't help but smile he had a phone call to make "excuse me gentleman," he walked outside still puffing his cigar and reached into his pocket. He scrolled down until he saw John's name, but it was pointless, John wouldn't answer his calls so he called Ted instead
"Orton what do I owe the pleasure?"
"Are you with Cody?"
"Yeah we're all down The Great White,"
"we are?"
"yeah, me, Cody and.. John. It's this new sport pub and it's opening night!"
"Oh right, where is it?"
"why you're not thinking of coming down are you?"
"Why not?" Randy replied, quite affronted
"erm Randy, no offense but, it's not really you're type of place,"
"what's the address?"
