"How about we have a drink to celebrate this evening?" Gladys asked enthusiastically.
"Oh, I don't think I can leave my father." Apple immediately rejected her because she could not possibly leave her father alone in this condition.
But, Gladys then waved her hand.
"We don't need to go to the bar, we can just have our drinks delivered here. The three of us." Gladys suggested it. "We haven't had a drink in a long time, haven't we? It'll be fun tonight."
"No," Jayden refused, this time the man entered the kitchen and immediately took the towel in Gladys' hand and pushed her away so that he could assist Apple by drying the plates instead.
Needless to say, Gladys didn't do a great job, so Jayden took over.
"No. She can't drink," Jayden said in a firm voice.
"Why not?" asked Galdys childishly. "She's a grown woman who can do anything," she grumbled.
