Marie chuckled. "New and the same at the same time," she mused, leaning over to give her husband a kiss. "Keeps things fresh." She turned her attention back to Nathan. "I don't like abusive bastards. No matter who they are and who they are abusing. Besides, when I told him what his child had done to mine, he laughed and asked how much money would be enough to shut me up. Seems like the curse I laid on him worked real good." Taking another drag on her cigar, she snuggled into Remy while he did his thing. He was the business minded one. "You want a drink. cher? The chicken parm is to die for, too."