"Oh c'mon, don't you want to see your cousins? Or some of your old friends?"
"I don't want to see my Aunt and Uncle."
Isaac and Babsie were just walking into the Masters Variety Club. It was owned and run by Rita's family.
It was fairly quiet, other than the karaoke going on onstage. The two couldn't help but flinch at the rather off-tune version of Sheryl Crows' All I Wanna Do.
"Babsie?" asked the guy at the reception desk. "Hey, how ya doin'?"
"I'm great Kelso. Is there a table free?"
"Umm... yep. Ahh, how many high chairs do you want?"
Since it was only a short trip - four days - they had only taken Tobias, Cyke and Lockie with them, otherwise, they would have taken them all. However, the trip was short because the guys wanted to get on with recording their album.
"Oh, umm, just one, since Tobe's awake right now. If Cyke and Lockie wake up, we'll let you know."
"Of course, if certain noises continue," and here Isaac jokingly gestured to the karaoke, "that won't be long."
Kelso laughed.
"Alrighty then."
A few moments later, they were seated. Not long after that, Mary came out of the kitchen.
"Hi can I take - Babsie?"
"No, you can't take her any where." Isaac grinned. "Well, actually, you can. Twice. The second time to apologise."
"Ahh, don't listen to him. So how ya been Mary?"
"Oh, good, good."
Much later that night, Mrs Masters asked if she could sit down.
"Umm, I was wondering... ahh, how has Rita been?" she sounded a little nervous.
"Ooh." Babsie said, almost sarcastically, "you mean, you actually care? Gee, and all this time I thought -"
"Rita's going great. She and Taylor and very happy." Isaac interrupted.
Truly, he felt a little sorry for Mrs Masters.
"Oh, that's good." She sighed.
Babsie said nothing. She just concentrated on giving her Aunt a disbelieving, confused look.
"I, umm, any grandchildren?"
"Yeah. You've got six." Isaac answered. "Well, unless Mary and Kevin have had kids I don't know about."
Mrs Master smiled and shook her head.
"I have photos." Isaac offered.
He pulled out his wallet and started showing them to a smiling, and almost saddened Mrs Masters.