Right after Delia's Bah Mitzvah ceremony they all drove to Webbers Point to have a party. All the people laughed and were happy and they danced.

Delia: Ok, the dinner is inaugurated.

The Brown's sat on a big table and everything was decorate and on the tables laid blue bouquets. Delia made a really good job. In the front of the dance floor was a festive stage. There were a few instruments on it. Ephram and Andy went to the buffet to get some of the delicious food Delia ordered with the help of Nina. Then they went back to their table. Delia and Andy sat side by side and Ephram and Nina sat across them. While they were eating Delia got up and looked at a young woman. She took a little girl by her hand and smiled at Delia.

Delia: I knew she would come.

Ephram: Who's she? (He turned round confused and glanced at a young woman)

Andy: (He got up too) Oh my good. (He smiled surprised)

Ephram: (He got up too) What the hell is… (He turned round) Oh my god. (He looked really surprised)

Delia ran towards her and jumped into her arms. The woman wrapped her arms around Delia's waist and stroked her back.

Woman: Oh my god, you look so grown-up.

Delia: I knew you would come.

Woman: How couldn't I?

Delia: (She looked at the little girl) Hi Marcy.

Marcy: Hi Delia, I have a gift for you. I'll show it later, ok?

Delia: Ok. (She grabbed the woman's hand and pulled her to their table)

The woman stood across Ephram, Andy and Nina. They all looked really surprised.

Andy: Madison, nice to see you. (He smiled)

Madison: Dr. Brown (She looked down)

Marcy walked in front of Madison and looked at Ephram, Andy and Nina.

Andy: Hey sweetie, what's your name? (He smiled)

Marcy: Hey, I'm Marcy and what's yours?

Andy: I'm Andy, nice to meet you.

Ephram looked at Madison. She looked better than ever but he felt a lot of anger. She wore a usual jeans and a yellow baby doll and her hair was dye brown. Madison avoided eye contact with Ephram.

Andy: Oh Madison, good that you're here. We have a lot to talk about. (He laid his hand on her arm)

Madison: I don't think so.

Delia: She's here to have fun, not to talk about her past. (She grabbed her hand and pulled her to the chair right beside her chair) Please sit down.

Madison: I don't know. I should rather go.