"Mom! We're back." Beth called, slamming the door behind her as she walked, taking off her boots.
"I'm in the kitchen, Honey." Jen called, straightening out the plates on the dining table.
"Mmm, what you cooking?" Raymond asked softly into her neck, hugging her from behind.
"I'm already done cooking, and I made pasta." Jen replied giggling a little, as she leaned into him.
Beth gave them a weird look, making gagging sound.
"Oh please, you've done worse." Jen teased as Raymond released her.
"I haven't." She argued, already going to sit by the table, her intestines twisting with hunger.
"No, nop. No food until you've both cleaned up." Jen said, pulling Beth's seat backward.
"But-" Beth tried to complain.
"You guys stink. A lot." Jen informed them, her arm pointing to the staircase, as if pointing them to follow that way.
"I'm not stinky." Raymond defended, sniffing his armpit.
"Yeah, and I'm the Luna." Jen deadpanned.
