Polly didn't know exactly what to expect from Eddie anymore. She hadn't seen him for nine years and now he just waltzed back into Franklin with the air of money and bright polished wood around him in a place that was hardly more comfortable with it than she was. Nevertheless, she knew Eddie, or she had to keep telling herself that. No matter how wonderful he looked in the Fendi suit. On a quick second thought, Polly snatched the phone off the cradle and frantically dialed a number my memory.

"Hello?" A slightly sleepy voice said. "Melanie," Polly said when her lifetime long friend answered the phone. Melanie Scott had grown up with Polly and Eddie although she would be the first to agree with someone who said the trio had never really grown up at all. "Guess who's watching Luke play video games in his room?" There was a pause from the other line until Melanie said helplessly "Hitler," Polly swallowed a laugh and shook her although she knew Melanie couldn't see her. "No, Eddie. He's come home because of Louise and he's wearing a Haurex. People may think that I don't think that I know what a Haurex is but I do and do you know how much a watch like that costs? More than I make in a year, and he's wearing a really gorgeous Fendi suit. He's staying for dinner and all I have to make is spaghetti and meatballs. He says that's all he cares about but-"

Melanie cut Polly off before she could continue. "I pretty much lost you after you said that Eddie is back and watching Luke, but who really cares what he's wearing or what sort of watch he has. He's still the same skinny dork for ages ago and he is acts like the prima donna producer he may be then just kick his ass and he'll get over it" Polly was busily gnawing her lip while Melanie scolded her and kept casting nervous glances towards Luke's bedroom. "And STOP acting like he's going to beat Luke to a bloody pulp at any moment. I know how paranoid you are Polly Hawke now finish making dinner and seduce his ass if you have a mind to"

Polly let out a sort of horrified gasp and began loudly until she had enough sense to lower her voice in case Eddie might hear her. "I do not have a mind to seduce him, we knew him since nappies Melanie how could you think about him in...in that way?" Melanie laughed a bubbly sound. "Times are a-changing Polly, it's alright to think that one of your guy friends are hot, hell I've thought he was hot when he was 18. Is he still that gorgeous?" Polly wanted to deny it but she gave the Fendi jacket splayed on the table a longing look. "He still is, and more so. He's probably dating this Russian supermodel that would look at us like some sort of bug, but that's not the point Mel, how am I going to make spaghetti and meatballs good enough for someone who's from New York?" Melanie set something down then turned back to the phone. "Firstly, Eddie's not from New York, he's from Franklin Louisiana, we all know that. And secondly shut up and stop worrying how his new 'palette' or whatever and start cooking"

Melanie hung up the phone and Polly stood in the middle of the kitchen with her hands on her hips as she stared blandly at the pots on the stove. "Okay, it's only Eddie. He is a normal guy with normal really great biceps...No! Bad you don't think about Eddie like that. First, I need to stop talking to myself like a crazy person and start cooking. Okay...cooking"

Once everything was simmering and cooking properly, Polly finished off her glass of wine, ran a hand through her hair, and went to inform Luke and Eddie that dinner would be ready in five minutes. She pushed the door open and prepared herself to see Eddie slouched in one of the chairs watching Luke play WWF Smackdown with a polite sort of attention. That's why Polly was surprised to find Eddie not in a chair, but crouched on the mucky floor next to Luke as they battled each other. She waited quietly in the doorway of the room until Luke's character dropped dead to the mat of the game.

"Alright boys," Polly said with a slight smile touching her lips "Dinner is going to be ready. Luke will you please set the table?" Luke began to rise up Eddie grabbed his heels and twisted him back down on the floor. "I told you. You can never beat me at Smackdown, that's my game" Eddie dug his fingers into Luke's side and began tickling him mercilessly as he squirmed and shrieked with laughter. Polly let it go one a moment longer before she had to shout over the sounds of male bonding. "Dinner is ready and if you don't want everything to burn then I suggest you two manly men set the table"

Saying nothing more Polly turned from the doorway and back into the kitchen swinging her hips prettily. They picked themselves up to their feet and obediently followed Polly and began clearing off the table. "Eddie why don't you find some music to put on?" Asked Polly and he went over to the stereo that looked weird in comparison to the booming chrome and brass one Jane had insisted on getting. One CD in particular caught his eye and he had to grin as he lifted it up.

"Jesus Christ Polly I thought you had gotten over this stage years ago" Polly looked over her shoulder and wrinkled her nose at Eddie. "Well you were wrong because Peter Allen is timeless. Now put something on or get away from it" Still laughing to himself, Eddie slipped the CD into the tongue of the player and watched Polly as she served the food onto the plates.

After dinner, Luke went off happily for his hour and TV-Movie time and left Polly and Eddie alone. She was clearing dishes in the sink when Eddie came up behind her and rested his chin on her shoulders. "Thanks for dinner," He said and kissed her neck as she laughed. "If you were really thankful you'd refill the glasses and come out with me on the porch"