Alternate title: "Stay together for the Kids" ~
Bob: "And, Miriam, I don't wanna hear another word about-"
Miriam: (turns) "O-Olga!"
Bob: (turns also, annoyed) "What?"
(they see her)
Olga: "..."
Miriam: (wiping tears away) "Oh, H-Hi, honey, we... we didn't see you there."
Bob: (scratches behind head) "Oh, geez, um...hey, Olga."
Miriam: (walks up to her) "What have you got there, sweetie?"
Olga: (gives her the paper) "... Um... I got my test back... our spelling tests."
Miriam: (she gasps) "Ohhh, 'A-plus'...! Amaazing!"
Bob: (gets the paper) "That's great, Olga!"
"Hagh, barely out of diapers and already scoring the big one."
Miriam: (happy) "A 'natural talent'." (Olga smiles)
Bob: "Perrrfecto!"
Bob: (looking to Miriam) "She got it from *my* side of the family, of course." (Miriam narrows her eyes a bit.) "Hahahaha! Our bloodline goes generations back to whole mess of great spellers!"
Miriam: "Ah, well, you must be forgetting about *my* family bloodline, B. Haha..."
[Bob (under his breath): 'Huh, they're easy to forget...']
Miriam: (incredulous) "Ahem...! I.. I beg your pardon, B...?"
Olga: "Maybe-" (They both look to Olga)
Olga: (smiles) "Maybe I got it... from both of your families?"
Both: (They pause)...
Bob: (rubs behind neck, looking to Miriam) "Hmm, well, I guess so...maybe."
Miriam: "Of *course* she's right! After all, Olga is a *genius*~!" (She hugs Olga)
Bob: (smiles smugly, with half-lidded eyes) "Hmph, yeah, I guess you're right."
Miriam: "Let's go put this up right here in this room!"
Bob: (runs off) "I'll get some tape, Miriam."
-(Later on)...-
(Olga looks at her A+ paper on the wall with her parents who are smiling happily. Around the paper are stationaries and decorations that say 'Our perfect Daughter'.)
Olga: (thinks, reading) ' Perfect '... (She gets a determined, solemn expression on her face)...
(Her small, cherub-like hands unconsciously tighten)