The door to the loft loudly swings open, revealing Ms Martha Rodgers, adorned in a long black business-like skirt, a sequin blazer, large black sunglasses, and an oversized animal print over-night bag. She begins storming through the kitchen shouting, "Oh Richard, are you alive in here? Alexis called me this morning worried sick about you, insisting I should come home and make sure you weren't wallowing in-", Martha is suddenly silenced by the scene in front of her, "Self pity", she finally finishes.
"Well hello, Mother", Castle replies, trying to maintain his cool, seeing as Kate appears frozen with the same deer-in-the-headlights look she's had since Martha walked in. Finally his muse snaps out of it and rolls herself off of him. Kate is amazed that she had made it through her high school years (and the other 30 years of her life for that matter) without ever getting caught straddling her boyfriend on the kitchen floor, by his mother nonetheless. I guess there's a first time for everything, she thinks to herself as she attempts to hike down Castle's dress shirt as modestly as possible. "I am so sorry, Martha. I-"
Martha cuts her off quickly, "Oh honey, who am I to judge? If only my son had listened to his mother…" Martha shoots Castle a quick glare, "…I would have probably walked in on this situation two years earlier!" Kate begins to laugh as Castle says, "Mother!" and Kate senses a little embarrassment in his tone. Martha laughs and continues, "Nonetheless, Kate, it is always a pleasure to see you. Especially because I thought I would coming home to Richard passed out on the couch next to a bottle of scotch…"
"Okay Mother, don't you have to go upstairs to change or something? You're slightly overdressed for standing in my kitchen and criticizing my less-than-proud life moments. Especially when I haven't had my coffee yet". Kate pokes him and shoots him a glare, implying her should be nicer to his mother, especially considering the state she found them in. "Yes, I can see that," Martha laughs as she looks to the coffee, still spilled on the counter, then back to the writer and his muse, still half-dressed on the floor. "But alright I will leave you two in peace." Castle lets out a sigh of relief, as she leaves the kitchen.
"Carpe Diem… Seize the day my darlings, while you still can!" she shouts as she waltzes up the stairs, needing the throw in her two cents for the last time before she leaves the two alone.