Episode 5-A

*Theme music*

“Don’t go in my room, Jeffery… Jeffery… Gah!”

“Oh my Gods, you went in to my room… you never listen…” Okay Rose, you can handle this… it’s just Jeffery… don’t freak…

“Dammit Jeffery, I told you not to go in to my bedroom, is there nothing sacred to you? Do you not care that I asked you not to come in here? Are my words falling on deaf ears?”
“What? What are you so worked up about… as if this is the first time I’ve been in your bedroom… okay maybe not this one, but when we were kids I went in your room all the time, hell how many times did I sleep in your bed?”

“That is not the point! We aren’t in kids anymore, Jeffery… what if I had a man over?”
“You would have told me to go home, Rose… it wouldn’t have been the first time I walked in on you either… heh, remember that football player… what was his name?”
“Geez, Jeffery…”

“You’re a mess, ya know that?”
“Thank you for noticing… have you calmed down yet? Or do I need to throw you in a cold shower?”
“It has just been years since anyone has just walked in to my room uninvited, Jeffery… maybe I over reacted…”
“Maybe…”

~*~*~

Hmmm, it’s no ‘Picasso’ but it isn’t half bad… the man behind the painting… now he’s a real piece of work…

I can’t believe he went home… he didn’t even stay the night… he’s going to be harder than I thought…

Maybe if I befriend that sister of his… you will be mine, Jeffery Anderson… mark my words…

~*~*~

“Man, I’m starved, what do you have in the fridge?”
“You’re kidding… tell me you’re kidding…”

“Jeffery, you don’t cook… remember?”
“Yes, I know… I was hoping you’d take pity on me as I stumbled around your kitchen…”

“That only works on women that don’t know you as well as I do… I’m cold Jeffery come back to bed… I’ll make you breakfast in the morning…”

“Now there’s an offer I won’t refuse… tell me, why we haven’t ever done this before?”
“You’re my brother…”
“Right… that’s a good reason… back to bed naughty little girl…”
“You are twisted, Jeffery…”
“I do what I can…”
“Mother would castrate you if she ever knew…”
“Ouch, she did have a temper… you got that same fire, Rose…”
“And you’re a dog like your father… I think that’s fair.”
“Ouch, low blow, Rose…”

~*~*~

“David, it’s been a while, it’s good to see you.”
“You look as lovely as always, Montana… I’ve been worried… how are you?”

“I’m okay David… I want you to meet someone very dear to me…”
“I’m intrigued, and who might this dear person be?”
“Out back, I’ll grab some drinks and meet you there.”

“Well hello there little one, and what is your name?”
“Ginia!”
“Poor Montana, you look just like your father… you must be a constant reminder of that low life deadbeat of a husband… I can’t believe he ran out on…” *sigh* “I’m sorry Virginia, it isn’t your fault you are a constant reminder of Malcolm… shall we play?”
“Pway, Daye!”

*Previously*

*Theme music*

*End Episode*