Nichole, Marie, and Barbara all give out laughs at Sam, while Michael continues to shake his head.

"Nichole, I'm glad you've found somebody so down to earth," Marie starts. "You were hanging around those druggies and sex addicts for far too long."

Nichole smiles up at Sam and then back at her parents. "Are you all ready to be grandparents?" She asks, and both her parents let out a collective sigh.

"I think the real question is," Marie starts. "Are you two ready to be parents?"

Marie smiles and then looks up at a grandfather clock in the corner. "Oh my... It's late! You all must spend the night here, I insist. I'll have Barbara make up a room for you."

Nichole looks at Sam and asks softly, "Do we have a show tonight?"

Marie beams, the same smile that Nichole has, as Barbara scurries out of the room to one of the many guest rooms.

Marie walks over to Nichole and Sam and takes them both by the arms, walking them out of the library and into the hallway. "Don't mind my husband," Marie says quietly to Sam as they walk out. "He's still not sure how he feels about Nichole being pregnant."

Marie walks them up a grand staircase and into a room where Barbara was just finishing tucking the sheet in. "Thank you, Barbara," Marie says, and Barbara shuffles out. Marie lets go of their arms and backs away from them with a smile. "If you need anything, do not hesitate to call Barbara. Goodnight." She gives her daughter a quick kiss on the cheek and then disappears down the steps.

Nichole watches her mother, making sure she's out of ear shot before turning to her boyfriend and saying, "Come fuck me in my parents house!" She quickly shuts the door.

OOC: I'm going to bed, darling. Goodnight!

OOC: Christmas with my Jewish father that doesn't understand. Christmas. Fun stuff.

Nichole wakes up in her childhood house and has a small panic attack, thinking that her whole life had been a dream, and she was still in highschool. She was about to start screaming when she looked over and saw Sam next to her. "Oh, thank god!" she says quietly, laying back down with a sigh.

"Eh, who gives a shit if we were?" Nichole says back tiredly, her eyes still closed. "I love you. Thank you for doing this with me."

"My dad is... Kind of hard to get along with. My mom and dad never planned on having kids. My mom acclimated... My dad didn't..." Nichole sighs.

Nichole giggles a little and kisses Sam. "Don't mind him. He's a sucker for my mom. The moment he sees how much she likes you, he'll come around."

Nichole nods. "Yeah... And to be honest, I've never really... Liked him," she looks like she feels bad for admitting that, but it was true.