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Lori gave her boyfriend an appreciative smile as he took her hand, and she looked up as the door opened, her eyes almost widening, and her legs almost giving way beneath her. But they didnt. And instead she just stared. "I.. uh.. Y.. Uh." What was she? A failure? Most probably, it wasn't like she was going to do this without making a fool of herself. Why had she came again, when Alicia and Jake didn't approve of it?
Dakota raised an eyebrow when they male of the pair spoke and then laughed. "An adult? Yeah well, adults do look younger now-a-days, so you're not here for the house, nor my kids? Well what are YOU here for, because I don't do charities, I don't do religion, and I certainly don't do door to door sales. So if you're attempting any of those, the gates in that direction, just leave." One of her fingers, pointed through the middle of their heads in the direction they had came from and then looked down at the girl.
"I.. uh.. You what? You speak english, kid?" What was it with people now-a-days?
Lorelai regained herself and took a deep breath before looking at the woman. "Of course I speak english. My name's Lorelai Bristol, and you're Dakota Bridges, yes?"
"I'm afraid to say yes, but yeah I am. Why? What do you want from me? Are you like some private detective, did Alan hire you?"[/b] That sod was NOT getting his hands on her baby, Sundae. That one year old was staying here. She was the quietest of them all. Dakota looked at the girl and almost did a double-take this time. Cody. She looked like Cody, yet ... She had Dakota's eyes.
And that couldn't be possible, unless she was December Baby.
"Can we just come in please, Dakota, it's important, and I'm sure you want to get back in where you can keep a close eye on your adorable children." Lori smiled at her, and waggled her fingers at the six children just watching the scene at the door.
Hearing Lori's splutter from beside him, Adam wanted to desperately turn around and comfort her, but he realised it probably wouldn't be best. Not now, not in front of someone they where knowing as her birth mother. He wanted to turn around and tell her she didn't have to do this, tell her if she wanted they could get back in the car and go back to Liverpool. But he had to stand his ground. They weren't backing down now, and if they did, Adam would always feel that he'd kept Lori from something she should know.
And he couldn't live with that.
Instead, he took a deep breath and met the woman's (because she would be known as the woman, because he wasn't sure if it
was even Dakota) eyes.
"I suppose they do," he commented, an agreement on the 'adults looking younger' thing.
"We aint no charity, and we - I'm not religious - " he looked at Lori at the moment he changed his mind. Was
she religious? Now wasn't the time to ask. He turned back to her 'mother'.
"- And they don't usually send hardly-out-of-school couples to do sales now, do they?" He took a deep apologetic breath. He was going to be nice about this. Thakfully, Lori spoke up here, and Adam could keep quiet for a bit.
"Private detective?" Adam said, a little scathingly. He didn't mean to sound like that, he was just being himself.
"Do we look like detectives?" He sure hoped not, because Adam's stereotypical view of detectives was Sherlock Holmes. Not a particularly attractive guy.
"Look, Ms. Bridges," he added, deciding to go all polite. Spotting the kids over her shoulder, his gaze softened as he offered them all a grin. Soo cute.
"Please, we need to talk to you. There's something... something we need to say. To ask."