Bette: No....I really can't
Melvin looks over his glasses and smirks as he watches the scene unfold
Melvin: Maxine let the girl go before she loses consciousness from lack of air.
Maxine: Oh be quiet....this is my baby Mel
Melvin:(chuckles) Uh huh and I had nothing to do with it right? Is she not my baby as well?
Maxine let's go of Bette and looks over at her husband
Maxine: It's not the same...a mother's love is different.
Melvin:(smirks) I still had a small part in creating our baby though doll face.
Maxine:(smiles) Well....maybe a little
Melvin: Just a little?
Maxine: Ok more than a little
Bette looks back and forth between her parents with a disgusted look on her face as they continue to flirt back and forth.
Bette: Whoa hey.....hold on....please stop talking right now before I arrest both of you.
Maxine: Arrest us for what exactly?
Bette: For being too old to flirt.
Maxine walks over and sits down on her husband's lap and Melvin wraps his arms around her waist as he turns around to talk to his daughter.
Melvin: You better be glad we flirted back in the day baby girl or you wouldn't be here.
Bette rolls her eyes and leans against the door as the couple start to whisper things to each other, as she stands there she let's her mind wonder what it would be like if that were she and Tina. She pictures Tina sitting on her lap and imagins herself whispering sweet nothings in her ear, she looks down at the floor and smiles at the thought of making Tina giggle.
Maxine: Oh I made too much for dinner tonight Binky so feel free to take some food home for you and Tasha
Maxine looks at her daughter when she doesn't answer and sees her standing there with a smile on her face, she and Melvin look at each other as if silently asking each other what is up with their daughter.
Bette jumps when she hears her name.
Maxine: What in the world is wrong with you?
Bette: Nothing...I'm good....just a little tired
Maxine: Oh... well you need to go and get some rest baby....do you wanna stay here tonight?
Any other time Bette would jump at the chance of spending the night at her parent's house and wake up to her mother's cooking, but for some reason it doesn't feel right now.
Bette: Uhhh no my apartment manager called and my place is ready...so I'm just gonna go home and crash.
Melvin raises his brows when he hears his daughter turn down the opportunity to be pampered by her mother.