Ryan watched as Marissa signed the contract. His phone rang.
Sandy Cohen
"Hey Sandy."
"Hey kid, let's have lunch. Yacht Club?"
"Uh."
"Bring Kirsten and Marissa and Seth and Summer if you can find them."
"Ah yeah ok."
Ryan's Range Rover pulled into the Yacht Club, he, Marissa and Kirsten got out, Ryan handed his keys to the valet. They found Sandy, Seth and Summer sitting at a table, Seth was buttering up a dinner roll by the looks of the crumbs on the table it wasn't his first.
"Glad to see you started without us." Ryan said slapping his shoulder.
"Oh, yeah no problem." He said through a mouthful. The meal came. Ryan picked at his steak as Seth gobbled down mashed potatoes. Summer shook her head as she watched him. Marissa was chewing and stealing food of Ryan's plate.
"So its time we unravel this great mystery of the Cohen-Roberts and Atwood-Cooper Unions." Sandy said.
"Sandy, really-."
"You're a Cohen Ryan. You're our son we need to watch out for you."
"Watch out?"
"Bachelor Party." Sandy said.
"Bachelorette Party." Kirsten nodded. Ryan and Marissa exchanged looks.
"We don't really want-."
"Come on Vegas." Seth said.
"We'll do something elegant Marissa." Kirsten sighed looking at her son.
"Also when are your dates?"
"Three weeks."
"Month one and a half weeks."
"Wow."
"Well we're pretty old we don't want to have kids too late." Marissa said. Ryan nodded.
"That's why you guys are going so fast?" Seth asked in shock.
"Yeah aren't you g-?"
"No man no I just want to marry her before she gets a chance to say no."
"Cohen!" Sandy and Kirsten looked up.
"No, she um calls me Cohen." Seth said eyeing Ryan's fries.
"Oh."
"Dude just take them." Ryan sighed pushing his plate towards Seth who piled the contents onto his plate in moments. Ryan's phone rang as did Sandy's and Marissa's. they all stood and went in separate direction.
"Dr. Darrell yes. No I assure you the Bartling Deal is closed we can move forward with Newport Mercy."
"What? No. Grady. Listen tell him to wait I'll be there soon."
"Archie? What? Now? I'm having lunch with my in-laws!"
"Ok I have to go. That was Dr. Darrell. We're scoping out the land for Mercy."
"I have a client who's being indicted by the DA."
"I have to get to Laguna Beach for another political scandal."
"Ah. Seth can I borrow your car?"
"Sure." Seth handed Ryan his valet ticket.
"Summer you can drop me home right?"
"Sure Cohen."
"Give Kirsten a lift back to the office too. Marissa take the Rover." Ryan and Marissa left hurriedly saying their goodbyes. Sandy kissed Kirsten goodbye and ran out of there.
"And then there were three." Kirsten said.
"And then there were three." Seth agreed.
"Well let's talk about you guys." Kirsten said.
"Nothing to talk about. Waiter can I have some more fries?" Seth said.
"Where are you doing it? An unfortunate image just leapt into my mind." Kirsten sighed.
"Wayfarer's Chapel and Mum you have a dirty mind."
"I meant I thought you guys were going to get married in the Four Season's. What were you thinking about?"
"Oh yeah same thing." Seth said hastily.
"Have you thought about Rabbi's?"
"Rabbi Gutterman said he'd do it when I was eleven if I were to ever get married I think he was being sarcastic and thought I never would but I'll hold him to it." Seth said. Summer and Kirsten rolled their eyes.
Ryan and a man who looked like Rob Lowe with glasses stood behind the holo-deisgn of a well designed, large, luxurious building.
"RAIC. Let's spell Newport Mercy in capital across umm fifteenth floor North Face and above Emergency Wing and all visitor's entrances.
"Altering." The design blurred and the words were spelt on the building.
"Mr. Atwood. Congratulations are in order."
"Indeed so Dr. Darrell but I can't commission the build at least for another two months."
"What? Why?"
"I'm getting married and then I'm the best man in a wedding."
"Mr. Atwood this project has been repeatedly delayed in the total sum of year for other projects-."
"I was specifically asked by the clients-."
"Because you've won the Architect of the Year four times that's why the Medicinal Board of California asked for you as well. Personal matters-."
"If you're saying I have to put off-."
"Work around it Mr. Atwood."
"No." Ryan said firmly.
"This is Marissa Cooper, NBTV." Marissa signed off. They packed away into the van and Archie began the drive back to Newport. Marissa sighed and rested her forehead against the window.
"You ok Marissa?" Jean asked.
"I'm leaving guys."
"You want me to pull over?" Archie asked through a mouthful of hot dog.
"No. I mean…I'm resigning."
"What? Where are you going?"
"I'm…you…ok you know how Prada and Gucci bought my designs?" they nodded.
"I've decided to go into the fashion line full-time."
"You're going to work for Prada?"
"No."
"Gucci?"
"No. I'm going solo."
"What?"
"I want you guys to come with me. But only when I get off the ground I don't want you to come to a failing business."
"What can I do?" Archie asked.
"Marissa Fashions could use a cameraman? Putting together commercial videos."
"Cool." Archie nodded.
"Archie aka Tub-O-Lard in the Fashion Industry. Look at his clothes Marissa!" Archie was wearing a stained blue shirt, brown pants and the cliché cameraman light brown vest with lots of pockets and because he was Archie lots of stains.
"I take offence to that. I am not a Tub."
"You admit you're full of lard though."
"Mmm. Lard. Hey can we stop by Wal-Mart?"
"NO!" the girls chorused.
"What about me?"
"How much do you know about Producing?"
"Majored in that."
"Director of Communications."
"What's my title?"
"Director of Camerawork or something like that. Calm down though guys I still have to quit."
"When will your building be built?"
"A few months after my wedding which reminds me. Here you go." She took two envelopes from her handbag.
"Sandy and Kirsten Cohen invite you to attend the union of Ryan Atwood and Marissa Cooper?" Jean asked confused.
"Sandy and Kirsten are Ryan's adoptive parents."
"Ryan's adopted?"
"Yeah his mum left him when he was 16. Sandy and Kirsten…he loves them more than his own parents. Can't seem to say so though."
"Why hasn't he changed his name?"
"Ryan Cohen?" Marissa grinned.
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