Isabella laughed merrily as she held the cup up to her mother's mouth for a sip of water, then helped her situate her ice cream bowl.
Lysette laughed too. "Oh dear, this one is a riot," she said with a fond smile. "Check out that flower in his hair," she said to Isabella.
Isabella looked, then grinned. "Oh, he's just as pretty as a picture. I should take a picture and put that in his profile. It might attract some of the more butch gays to him. You'd like that, wouldn't you Del?" she teased sweetly.