We can both be lucky. We are both lucky. He can deal with that, he can love that. Both of them feeling lucky.
"I would really like to sing for you Mrs. Fioro. It wouldn't be any trouble at all." but she looks tired, and he feels like he's imposing now. He looks at Eileen, concern trapped between his creasing eyebrows. It's more important that the mother of his girlfriend is ok than for him to celebrate that positive way the evening has gone.
Now, the only thing left, was for Eileen to meet his parents and for the evening to go just as well. But another time. He sets down his silverware and leans towards her mother, murmuring "Señora, if this is... I can go home if you're not feeling well."
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Date: 2012-10-29 05:18 am (UTC)"I would really like to sing for you Mrs. Fioro. It wouldn't be any trouble at all." but she looks tired, and he feels like he's imposing now. He looks at Eileen, concern trapped between his creasing eyebrows. It's more important that the mother of his girlfriend is ok than for him to celebrate that positive way the evening has gone.
Now, the only thing left, was for Eileen to meet his parents and for the evening to go just as well. But another time. He sets down his silverware and leans towards her mother, murmuring "Señora, if this is... I can go home if you're not feeling well."