"Why?" Reba asked in her southern accent. Geoffery had told her that he was moving in with her.
"Because! I'm can't afford to keep my apartment because of pay cuts. It's only until I get back on my feet. Please?"
"No!"
"Why not?" Geoffery asked in a slightly whiny tone.
"Because I've got to let you stand on your own! I can't let my kids expectations-"
"Rebs, we both know you'd do that for them."
"Alright, I would. So?"
"I'll be good."
"One week, that's it!" Reba pouted, heading upstairs.
"Thank you, Reba," Geoffery whispered.
"You're welcome!" Reba shouted downstairs.