George sat on the couch, John on one knee, Robbie on the other, watching Ponyo with them. Amy sat, beside him, under Ricky's arm, and Ben sat in the lounge chair. Ricky began wondering when he was going to freaking leave. But, at the moment, Ben seemed more than comfortable. The doorbell rang, and Amy started to get up.

"Nah, you enjoy the movie with the kids." Ricky said, gently nudging her back down. "Ben and I'll get it."

Amy nodded, laying her head on John's leg, who was sitting on her father's leg, and George smiled, ruffing her hair gently. Ricky nudged Ben to come with him to the door, so he followed. Adrian gave a wide smile when she saw Ricky, but it faded when she saw Ben.

"What are youdoing here?" she asked in an accusatory tone.

"Amy is my friend. I came to see her. I can ask you the same question."

"Amy's my friend more." Adrian said childishly. "Grace is parking her car, she drove me and made rice krispie squares-"

Ricky grabbed them both by the arms and nudged them out to the porch. "Okay, that's enough. She's not up for a party right now, okay?"

Grace came up in time to hear Ricky beginning to speak. "Oh... because of the... rape?" she asked, whispering the last word.

Ricky made a sour face at her. "You don't have to whisper it, it's not going to summon demons, Grace." he spat. "It's a word. A horrible word, yes, but it's a word, one that I know a little something about."

Grace looked embarrassed. "Oh, Ricky... I'm sorry-"

"Don't apologize to me. You're not my abuser. And, for the record, she wasn't actually raped. I talked to Bunny and to the docs: He tried, but Bunny got there to chase him away in time."

"Oh, thank Jesus..." Grace said.

"Don't be such a drama queen, she's just as fragile cause he tried. He came pretty damn close." Ricky said tightly. "Her underpants were off anyway."

A hand went to Grace's mouth.

"Maybe she needs some girl time." Adrian suggested.

"Oh, yes!" Grace nodded eagerly.

"Right, like you really wanna sit around and play makeover, Adrian." Ricky said sarcastically.

"I don't care what you think, Ricky, but she's my friend, I've tried-"

"Mispronunciation there."

"Excuse me?" Adrian frowned.

"La. La." Ricky pronounced slowly and heavily with his tongue. "Lied. Not tried. Lied."

"Ricky, that's not fair." Grace said quietly. "Adrian has been through an ordeal-"

"That she herself caused, and has learned nothing from it."

"Okay, Ricky, you're upset, but you're out of line." Ben said, stepping in front of Adrian. "Apologize to her."

Adrian looked at him with a smile, but the smile was chased away at Ricky's response.

"What do you care? You've been here trying to flirt with my fiance all night."

Adrian smacked Ben's arm.

"Ow! We're... getting divorced! And... I was not!"

"That's it, I'm tired, and it's almost the kids' bedtime. Goodnight." he said, going back into the house...