Diane is sitting at the bar in the kitchen reading a brief while sipper her coffee. Her hair is still in curlers and her pjs still on.

"Good morning Di." Kurt said as he entered the kitchen. "How long have you been up."

Diane looked at the clock and said "since 4:30."

"Do you ever slow down, most people don't work a 4:30am to 7pm you know." Kurt said as he took a sip of coffee.

"I don't have time to slow down right now. Between work, you and raising a teenager, there is actually not enough time." She said as she started putting files into her work bag. "Are you taking Jennings driving today? Her test is next week and I think she would feel better with some additional practice."

"A perfectionist, just like someone I know," Kurt said, looking at his wife while taking a sip of coffee. "Yes, I will take her after we go to the gun range."

"About that," she said abruptly. "Don't you think she's spending too much time at the gun range?"

Kurt looked at his wife, baffled. "Diane, the girl has been around guns her whole life and has been shooting at the range since she was 13. I don't see what the problem is if she wants to go weekly."

"Of course you don't, but she needs to do more than just shoot guns," Diane said as she gave him a look. "I just want her to do something other than shoot guns."

"Di, she is an excellent student, she plays multiple sports, she is in band, she volunteers, and she is a good kid with a level head. How much more well-rounded can she be?" He asked, wanting to hear an actual answer, but one did not come.

"Diane, is this because she spends time with me? Are you jealous?" He asked with a smile and chuckle.

She turned around quickly and gave him a look that could kill. "Kurt McVeigh, don't be ridiculous. I spend time with her too. She interns at the office."

"Oh, I forgot she also interns at a law office at 15 years old. Again, how much more well-rounded can she be?" Kurt replied with a little sarcasm.

"Fine. I am sorry I brought it up," she said, pouring more coffee.

"No, I want to talk about what is going on. This is not like you, not like this. You never really had an issue with her shooting until now. Talk to me, please," Kurt said as he approached his wife, wrapped his arms around her, and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"She is growing up. She will be driving next week. She will graduate in 3 years...sooner if she has it her way. It seems just like yesterday we were bringing her home, and now she wants nothing to do with me but wants everything to do with you." She said as a tear fell down her cheek.

Kurt turned his wife around and wiped the tear from her eye. "Then find something to do with her. Working as an intern is not fun; it is a job, one that she enjoys, but it isn't fun. She has a lot going on, and the range is where she goes to blow off steam."

"You're right, I know it." She replied with a sniffle.

"It is summer break, a great time to carve out some time with her weekly." He said emphatically.

They were interrupted by the noise of Jennings walking into the kitchen.

"Morning!" she said as she reached into the fridge.

Diane turned around, wiping away a few more tears. "Morning, darling," she said as she walked back over to her briefcase, which was sitting on the other side of the bar.

"You know it's summer break, Jenn. Aren't most teenagers still sleeping at 5:30am?" Kurt said as he walked to the other side of the bar.

"Morning!" she said as she reached into the fridge.

"I thought summer band started at 10:30? How many miles are you running?" Diane asked, sounding a little concerned.

"Five miles, and yes, the band starts at 10:30, but I am trying to be the group 3 colorguard lead, so I need to get to the band room early to get things ready," she said as she sat down with an orange juice.

"Colorguard lead, Jenn, don't you think you're stretching yourself a little thin? You'll have a lot to do this upcoming year," Diane said.

"Yeah, about that," she said as she started to exit the room. "I don't want to intern anymore at the office once the summer is over and I want to drop the French tutor. Love ya, gotta run."

"Jennings, what did you say?" But it was too late; the front door closed just as Diane got the sentence out.

Diane and Kurt returned to their bedroom to get ready for work.

"Did you know about his Kurt?" she asked as she put on her heels.

In the distance, they could hear the closing of the front door.

Kurt looked at his watch. "33 minutes, not bad," he said to his wife, who was already heading out of the closet.

"Hey, don't make a big deal out of this news, please," Kurt pleaded with his wife as he tried to grab her arm.

"Why the hell not? She doesn't know what she's doing. This internship is a great opportunity for her, and knowing another language is important," she said just as Kurt got a hold of her arm.

"Diane, you know Jenn. She has a reason, and she will come to us; she always does. Give her some space; she is almost 16. Isn't this what teenagers do—make spur-of-the-moment decisions that make no sense?" Kurt said as he looked his wife in the eyes.

Diane gave him the "lawyer look," a phrase Jennings had coined when Diane gets a seriously lawyer courtroom face that is intimidating enough to make anybody confess. Before saying, "She has until tonight at dinner." Kurt dropped her arm, and she walked out of the bedroom.

Jennings was sitting at the bar, working on a bowl of cereal and a cup of coffee.

"When did you start drinking coffee?" Diane asked as she rested her hands on the bar in front of her daughter.

"Ummm, I guess since school got out," Jenn said as she put her bowl in the sink. "It isn't a big deal, right? Because dad said it was okay."

"He did?" Diane asked in a shocked tone as she looked at her daughter.

"Yeah, I thought you knew that dad and I go grab coffee on range days." She responded as she turned and walked out of the kitchen.

Diane just stood there, shocked at how she had missed Jenn drinking coffee and Kurt taking her to get coffee.

"Hey, mom."

"Yes, honey," responded back just as Jenn's head popped around the corner.

"Can you stop by Barnes and Noble and pick up the books I ordered after work?"

"Yes. I can." She said almost welcoming the task.

"Thanks, see you tonight," Jenn said before disappearing again.

"You're welcome. Have a good day, I love you." Diane yelled down the hall.

"Have a good day, Mom!" was shouted back.

"I love you too, Mom," Diane said, rolling her eyes with sarcasm in her voice.

Soon she heard, "I love you too, Mom," Kurt said as he walked into the kitchen and gently tapped Diana's ass before wrapping her up in a hug.

"Hey," she said as she turned to face her husband, "when were you going to tell me that our daughter was drinking coffee?" Diane said with a smirk on her face.

"Oh, that. Yeah, I thought you knew." He said before kissing his wife.

"Isn't it too early for that?" A voice came from behind Diane.

"I will have you know," Kurt said as he turned Diane back around and wrapped her back up in a hug. "This kissing is what got you here." He said while looking at Diane and lifting his eyebrows.

"Dad, that is gross. That is for sure a keep-in-your-head comment." She said with a look of disgust on her face, grabbed a backpack, and headed out the door.

"Yeah, dad, that is gross," Diane said jokingly as she kissed her husband.

"I love you, mom," Kurt said to his wife.

Diane replied, "I love you, dad."