Mama Jones: Hey Stace, you look great! Oooh, that sweater looks itchy! Is it?
(Touches it and recoils.)
Papa Jones: Hey Stace, what's new?
Miss Stacia: Nothing much.
PJ: What do you mean nothing much? What's going on with that interview? And your job search? Have you plotted out the next five stages of your career yet? Have you checked Career Builders? Where are you looking? How many jobs do you apply for a day?
MJ: Do you know they're running a deal now where you can get six months on Match.com for free?
PJ: No, it's that if you don't meet a partner within the first six months, you get the next six months for free.
SJ: I'm not doing match.com.
MJ: Why not? Listen to your mother. I want what's best for you.
(Pauses to look up at my hair in it's classic "pouf" updo and then reaches out very slowly to squish it down with the palm of her hand.)
MJ: I hate the bump. Why do you always wear the bump? You're beautiful without it. Listen to me, I wouldn't lie to you, Miss Itchy Sweater.
SJ: I hate you.
PJ: Come on, let's go.
MJ: Look, Stace! Your father and I are wearing our Barry Manilow outfits.
SJ: Your Barry Manilow outfit is a winter coat and knit hat?
MJ: (sings) At the Copa, Copacabana...
(Looks over at me as we head out the door.)
MJ: Where are YOUR gloves?!
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