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Chelsea: Why don’t you and Connor make it a father/son trip? I’m sure he’d enjoy spending quality time with you since you parked him at the ranch with his grandparents.
Adam: I didn’t park our son, Chelsea. I see him every day.
Chelsea: It wasn’t a slam, Adam. You needed space from Victor. I get it.
Adam: Something really is wrong, isn’t it? I’m guessing that caffeine and sugar aren’t going to help. So…how about I buy you dinner and we can talk about it?
Chelsea: No, thanks. I’m not hungry. And I don’t feel like talking. I’ve been talking a lot — all day, actually — and it doesn’t seem like anyone cares what i have to say, so…
Adam: Okay. Well, then do it for me. I could use the company, and maybe some good food will perk up your appetite.
Chelsea: I doubt that.
Adam: I would consider it a favor. I’m tired of sitting at the bar, eating alone, tired of room service. Besides, Connor has been hounding me about this new console, some virtual-reality thing.
Chelsea: Yeah, he’s been nagging me about that, too.
Adam: Mm-hmm. Well, I’m a little leery about him gaming so much. It could cut into his studying time.
Chelsea: Yeah, I mean, i guess we could make it work. We just have to set strict limits. But I’m inclined to say no because a distraction like that can be a slippery slope.
Adam: Well, whatever we do, i think it’s important to present a united front.
Nick: Thank you. So, are you a chocoholic?
Sally: Yes. But not to the exclusion of anything else on this menu. The desserts here are fabulous.
Nick: Yes, they are.
Sally: You pick something, and I will just steal a bite.
Nick: Bread pudding with the bourbon sauce, two spoons, no stealing.
Sally: Perfect. Alright. My turn to ask you a question.
Sally: You just did, about my dessert preference. Sorry, but you have reached your question limit for the evening.
Sally: I’m kidding. Ask me anything. I am an open book.
Nick: But only about your career — because we are keeping this professional.