Michelle laughs and points. For her interference, Rick dumps the remains of his lasagna on her newly styled hair. Alex and Lillian look speculatively at each other and then take a handful each of their poached salmon and hit Hawk squarely in the chest of his newly purchased tuxedo. Lucy and Susan stare mischievously across the table at Alan-Michael and Nick. Before they have a chance to react, Lucy and Susan succeed in covering them with the remains of their potatoes.
All hell breaks loose at the table.
The game is afoot. Your son is only going along with you because he needs the money for the lawsuit. Vanessa ends with a condescending smile. 93Those few bucks are gonna get my son back. He shoots back bitterly.