"So," Brian said seriously. "You want to take out our mom?"
"Yes," Paul looked amused. "I thought I'd take her out to dinner tonight if that's okay with you."
"Where are you taking her?" Amber asked.
"Sweet Baba's--it's a gourmet pizza restaurant that just opened."
"Well she does like pizza," Brian offered helpfully. "But I think she likes Chucky Cheese better. They have games and stuff too. Only last time we were there she got stuck in the ball tent and the people had to pull her out."
"That's cause you were hiding under the balls, and she got worried," Amber told her brother. "She was scared you couldn't breathe."
Paul laughed.
"Can you cook?" Brian asked curiously.
"I can cook a little. I make great hamburgers, and I've been known to make some killer chocolate chip cookies."
"Mom doesn't cook very well," Amber confided. "Sometimes when we go to parties she buys cookies or cake from the store and wraps them in aluminum foil and pretends she baked them."
Brian made a face. "Yeah. And she's always trying to make us eat healthy stuff like whole wheat bread or Toe Food."
"It's not Toe Food. It's tofu."
"Whatever. It's gross."
They sat quietly for a minute.
"Do you think our mom's pretty?" Amber asked.
"I think she's very pretty."
"She gets weird about that sometimes. Thinking she's fat and all. She's already changed dresses three times tonight."
"Yes," Brian nodded wisely. "She didn't like the blue one because she said it made her look lopsided."
"Brian!"
"Well she did!"
Amber shook her head. "Mom's going to kill you," Amber told her brother. "You know that right?"

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