"I'm so nervous." Margaret says getting up of the couch and walking around the living room. They'd managed to roll two things into one with the regular dinner of the two couples later that week, Margaret and Leo had chosen to tell CJ and Simon then.

"Sit down." Leo requests softly from the couch. "They're not going to be here for an hour and it's takeout."

"I need a glass of wine." Margaret sighs sitting next to Leo again and curling into him.

"There's not a drop of alcohol left in this house." Leo reminds her. "We have to do it sometime, it might as well be now."

"I know." Margaret says unconvinced.

*

"Did you make this?" Margaret enthuses putting the last piece of the pie CJ bought over into her mouth.

"If only." CJ laughs. "I bought it yesterday."

"You'll have to tell me where you got it." Margaret requests as Simon flips through the Paris photos he's yet to see.

Leo circles the table picking up the dirty plates. "Coffee?" Margaret asks.

"Yes thanks." CJ and Simon reply.

"Why don't you head into the living room with those." Margaret suggests clearing the kitchen of their guests. She stands next to Leo who's half-heartedly washing the dishes.

"I'm going out there now and when you've made those and given them to CJ and Simon that's when you tell them there's something you need to tell them." Leo instructs and Margaret takes a deep breath.

*