Dinner is quiet, but Emma and Diana continue to bond. Soon they're all back at Tom and Diana's. "Who wants dessert?" Diana asks excitedly.
"Oh, I absolutely do. What are we having?" Charlie asks with a giant smile on his face.
"How can you possibly still be hungry?" Jeffrey asks teasingly. "My son the bottomless pit."
"I bought watermelon gelato at the restaurant. Who wants some?" Tom asks as he quickly counts hands. Diana and Tom head into the kitchen for bowls, spoons, and an ice cream scoop.
Later, when Emma and Charlie are in bed, Diana, Tom and Jeffrey sit down with a drink to talk. "What is going on with you two?" Jeffrey asks cheekily trying to get information from Diana and his father about their relationship. "How are you doing?"
"We're doing wonderfully. Your father is really sweet. We're getting along really well." Diana says calmly as she sips her drink.
"So this is a permanent arrangement. I have to say that dad's very happy, Diana." Jeffrey says sweetly.
"He'd better be happy." Diana says threateningly as she smiles at Tom.
"Of course this is permanent, Jeffrey. I wouldn't have asked Diana to move in with me if I didn't think this was going to last."Tom says fiercely as he puts his arm around Diana's shoulders.
"What do you think about getting married?" Jeffrey asks throwing his father for a loop.
"What?" Diana asks as splutters on her drink. Marriage has never even come up yet.
"Would you get married if you got the opportunity? Have you even considered getting married?" Jeffrey asks teasingly.
"We haven't even discussed marriage yet. Why do you ask?" Diana says trying to catch her breath.
"I just think it would give you some security if you did that's all. I'm not trying to push." Jeffrey says plainly.
"Uh-huh. Someone has been talking to someone else about this and not including me." Diana says in an accusing tone.
"Jeffrey started it." Tom says quickly.
"Only because I thought it was a valid topic." Jeffrey retorts. "I see the way he looks at you, Diana. A blind man could tell."
Diana runs one hand through her hair. "Where did you get the impression I wanted to get married?"
"I didn't that's why I broached the subject. I wanted to see your reaction." Jeffrey says.
"And what have you decided? What conclusions did you come to?" Diana asks.
"That if dad did ask you to marry him you'd be shocked, but you wouldn't say no. You see Diana, despite your protestations you want the same thing every woman wants. Besides, you love dad, I can tell." Jeffrey says directly.
"Just because I may or may not love your father doesn't mean that I'm ready to get married. Don't be presumptuous, Jeffrey." Diana says firmly.
"Are you saying you wouldn't want to marry me, Diana my darling?" Tom asks cheekily.
"I simply don't know because you haven't asked yet. I can't make a decision until this situation is real. I don't deal well with hypotheticals." Diana says as she finishes her drink. "You probably have to get up early in the morning, Jeffrey. Your father and I are heading to bed."
Jeffrey glances at his watch. "You're right, Diana. I should get to bed. Thank you for all your help today. I appreciate it very much."
"I'll get your some bed linen." Diana says as she pats Jeffrey's shoulder.
As Diana leaves the room Tom leans forward and hisses, "How could you bring up that subject?"
"I just wanted to see her reaction. I'm right, dad, I know I am. She'll say yes. Just give her a chance. She may surprise you." Jeffrey says as he goes to the front entrance and picks up his overnight bag.
"How can you be so certain? It's not as if your relationship with Marian is exactly an easy one." Tom asks quietly.
"Because I see the way Diana looks at you and it's the same way Marian used to look at me. Diana adores you, dad. Take a chance on her, dad. She's worth it." Jeffrey says clapping his father on his shoulder.
"I'm glad you think I'm worth it, Jeffrey. Remember one thing, though. This is your father's decision and if he chooses to take your advice I'll thank you then, but let him decide." Diana puts the bed linen down on the couch as she speaks. "Don't push."
"I'll keep that in mind." Jeffrey smiles as he slips his shoes off.
"You're a cheeky devil. Sleep well, Jeffrey." Diana says as she walks in the direction of the bedroom. "Are you coming Tom?"
"I'll be there in a moment." Tom says gently. "Thank you for the advice." He whispers to his son.