Dinner was a little awkward after the hilarity of the morning news. The girls kept looking at the older women and giggling while Miranda and Andrea payed close attention to their meal and pretended not to notice. The ringing of Andrea's cell phone was a distraction which was met with a sigh of relief. Even though she had excused her self from the table and moved to another room Miranda couldn't help but overhear the conversation, at least Andrea's part.

"Hi Mom" There was a long pause, "Yes we saw them…Yes they were quite amusing…Oh my God Mom don't ever say that again…honestly Mothers can't say that their daughters girlfriends look hot….I mean it!" After another long pause Andrea continued, "I'm not sure Miranda is pretty busy…She has a pretty important job…Of course family is more important." The length of the next pause showed that Andrea's mother, Linda, had plenty to say. "I know Nanna would like that… I'm really glad you feel that way…But what if something goes wrong, they could get hurt…I know, I know you would…Fine I will ask her but no promises. Mom, even though it might not work out it means a lot that you will try… Ok love you too, bye.

As Andrea came back in the room the Priestly women where studying their plates pretending not to have been listening. Finally Caroline broke the silence. "So your mom thinks my mom is hot?"

Andrea began to blush furiously as Miranda's eyes danced merrily and her mouth smiled around the glass of water she was sipping. "Actually no, she was just repeating what my Nanna said." Miranda immediately started choking on her drink.

Cassidy spoke up over Caroline's explosive burst of laughter, "Your grandmother thinks our mother is hot?"

"Enough," Miranda said as Andrea nodded her head with a grin taking over for her blush. She pointed her hand towards the door with a playful yet firm bark of, "Homework." After the girls let the room Andrea and Miranda locked eyes, staring intensely. "Your grandmother Andrea? Did you really have to share that tidbit?"

Andrea grinned mischievously and nodded, then her face became serious. "Nanna wants to meet them and we are expected at her birthday celebration in two weeks."

"Well, I am sure you can deliver a lovely gift from all of us." Miranda said showing her trademark fake smile.

"Actually Miranda we're all going. It's vacation week so there'll be no trouble for the girls."

"Andrea, I don't think it is wise involving your family in our situation."

"It's too late they are already involved. Last week Nanna went on her annual outlet store shopping binge. She called for the girls favorite colors and sizes before she left."

You have got to be kidding," Miranda shook her head. "She hasn't even met the girls yet!

Andrea smiled, "It doesn't matter, where Nanna is concerned once she claims you, you're claimed."

"What do you mean claimed?"

"Take my uncle Paul for an example. He has been married four times and each time there was at least one step child. I guarantee you that they'll all be at the party." Andrea chuckled, "I remember playing with his step daughter Jenny when she and her mother were visiting. Uncle Paul came home and was annoyed to see his ex-wife, Nanna said, 'You're the one who divorced her Paul not me.'"

"Surely our situation is different?"

"It is," Andy said grinning, "Caroline and Cassidy are her first great-grandchildren, she is very excited."

Miranda put her hand to her head, "Andrea honestly do you think this is fair to the girls? They will be hurt when it ends."

"Hello, what part of claimed are you missing? Nanna will keep all three of you even if I don't."

"If the girls want to go you may take them," Miranda said with a sigh. "I am sure your grandmother will understand I need to work."

"Nope, you're coming."

"Andrea I have a magazine to run."

"Nope, you're coming."

"I have meetings with several new designers."

"Nope, you're coming."

"Will you please stop saying that!"

"Sure, because you're coming."

Miranda threw her hands up and left the room grumbling. Andrea smiled victoriously and watched her go.