Now boys... no fighting at dinner. — That's why I got rid of the knives.

[she says teasingly before taking a swig of her drink. maybe some wine will help loosen her tongue and melt away her nerves. and it's strange how she feels the booze is already working its magic after she sets the glass down again. or maybe it's just her imagination tricking her to believing that it is.]

Guess I am a little fizzled out. [bomb pun.] I just wanna make sure everyone at this table is having a good time. And... I'm doing a good job at taking care of you two.