Holiday Hoopla
"All right, all right I'm leaving geez..."Olivia yelled in her typical Brooklyn drawl as Cook unceremoniously shoved her out of the kitchen.
"Ma what are you doing here? And why are you fighting with the help."
"Well hello to you too. I'm here because Lois invited me and I'm only fighting with that woman because she's being completely unreasonable. So I brought a few things with me what's the big deal?"
"What do you mean a few things? Ma, tell me you didn't come here tonight with your own food?"
"Don't you give me that look. Some lasagna and a couple batches of struffoli isn't anything to make a fuss about."
"Ma, you know when you're the guest you don't have to bring food."
"Oh please, I heard the stories about what happens to food here during the holidays. Unless you want to have take out for dinner tonight you're going to thank me for that lasagna."
"Alright, alright let's get back into the living room before that woman comes back out here for round two."
"So you're here with Brook tonight?"
"Please don't start with this Ma, Brook is my best friend, I'm here to support her. End of story."
"Ok I get it. I didn't mean to upset you sweetie I just...I thought it might get a little awkward with Lulu being here."
"Well it probably won't be the most pleasant part of the evening but you know Port Charles is about the size postage stamp so we're bound to run into each other from time to time. In fact we already have. Lulu made her choice. She doesn't feel like she can trust me and I can't keep trying to change who I am for her. It's pretty clear we're just not meant for each other."
"Well that's awfully mature of you."
"Yeah well what can I say? My mom raised me right."
"Darn right she did. And all she wants is for you to be happy."
"Good because I think I've finally figured out how to give you that," he said while glancing at Brook across the room.