Vincenzo smiled and squeezed her hand. "You relax and I'll be back shortly with Wayne and your laptop," he promised.
Kenny's "Who's Wayne," clashed with his mother's, "You come sit down, Emily. Kenny Baker, you shift your trash off of those chairs!"
Kenny reddened and went to do as he was told and Vincenzo laughed. "Hey, Mary-Anne, that's not trash that's the 'lived-in look'. Emily," he stooped and kissed her cheek, "I'll be back soon. Cat, cat food, litter tray, laptop, adapter - anything else?"