He smirks a little. "It sounds like a trap. I expect she's gonna poison my pasta," he jokes. He lifts his glass again when Bianca sits back down. "I'm glad. I didn't want to be causing a rift in your family." He nods when she mentions her dad. "Dads love me. By dads...I mean my dad. Your dad will hate me. I knocked up his daughter after all. Every dad hates someone who does that." He groans. "Is your dad a big guy? Could I take him?"

Stinson groans. "Damn. Probably just as well though. I'm shit at fighting anyway. If I felt confident in myself Id just end up disappointed." He laughs a little and smiles when she kisses him. "So what you're saying is I should hold Luca all day and no one will hit me? Sounds like a plan. The son shield." He laughs again and puts his arm around her, kissing her head. "I guess all I can do is try my best." He starts tje movie again. 'This is nice."

"Yeah, it's nice ain't it?" He smiles, kicking his shoes off so he can relax as well as they sit together in the peace and quiet. "I agree. We deserve it. As a parent team we work damn hard." He winks at her and smiles before looking down at the glass. He groans and gets up from the couch, taking her glass. "You want anything else from the kitchen while I'm there...your majesty?" he winks, joking.

Stinson nods and follows Bianca into the kitchen with the two wine glasses. He pours them each a fresh glass from the bottle. "I always wondered what it would be like to live on the set of Friends, I guess it's something like this," he says, referring to the apartment way of life. "I like it," he says with a smile.

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Stinson comes back in and shrugs, handing her the glass of wine. "I dunno. It seemed pretty much like this. Where the hot girl had the goofy boyfriend and all that garbage. It's basically identical." He laughs and sits back down.

Stinson smiles. "Do you always fall asleep watching TV? I mean I've been here less than a week and I feel like I carry you to that bedroom more often than you actually get up and walk there," he teases her, smiling. He relaxes back on the couch, playing with her hair as he turns his eyes back towards the TV and the movie.

Stimson laughs at what she says. "I guess not. I gotta say I'm a lot less tired now that I'm here. I relax a lot more than I ever used to back at my old house." He smiles at her. "I guess you and Luca just help to make me feel calm."

"Luca's half Italian and half Irish. That means he's a calm drunk. Like much of Ireland really." He laughs a little. "Really? I found New York to just be normal. I lived in Hollywood for a while when I was on TV a lot. That was a crazy ass place."

"What Irish customs? I don't know any. You already call your mom ma, and that's an Irish thing, so I guess he'll pick that up. Apart from that....I'll teach him what, Riverdance and how to order a Guiness?" he laughs and kises her on the forehead. "I'm just kidding. My dad can tell him more about Irelan.....oh shit...my parents don't even know about Luca. Damn, that's gonna be a surprise. They'll be happy. I bet they'll love you too." He smiles and takes a drink. "I like it here. I'm with my girl and my son. What else even matters? Besides, it's peaceful. No loud noises at night and stuff." He looks down at her. He really did mean it. He loved everything about being here with her and Luca.

"Yeah, it's a big thing with Irish families I guess. I just call my mom Janice. Just because it winds her up," he chuckles. "That's the only two Irish things I can think of really." He laughs and smiles down at her. "No. It won't be awkward with my family. They'll like you and they'll be so happy about Luca. Honestly, you'll be accepted. My mom always likes my girlfriends better than she likes her son," he says with a little smile. "Pus, all her attention will go on spoiling Luca." He shrugs. "It's nice that way though, isn't it? Less stress, less to worry about. This is a great place to raise a kid I think."