A Little Help Page #2

too many deviled eggs.

It's not.

I'm making them into a pattern

like in the book.

This is for if you're

having a big party!

Mom, go away!

(Sighs) Fine.

So, darling?

Yeah, mom?

With Bob having

to work so much...

I was wondering, how are

you managing with Dennis?

Fine.

Oh.

What do you even mean?

Nothing.

Just the boy seems so attached to

his father these days, that's all.

Well, we're having

a great summer.

We're doing a lot

of stuff together.

Such as?

Today, we sang in the car

on the way home from camp.

I know...

Bob needs to be home more, and

I've talked to him about it.

I can't imagine this

is helping matters.

Hey, there's the hottie!

Hi.

How you doing? You good?

Mm.

Is the grill lit yet?

Yes, Kathy, the grill is lit.

You can die a happy woman now.

Dad! I had those in a pattern!

It looks a little vaginal.

It's a starfish!

Why does everybody have a comment?!

It's really ridiculous!

- Hey.

- Hey.

What's goin' on, Roberto?

Not much.

It's hot out, isn't it?

Mm-hmm.

I know.

So, it's good to finally

get you over here.

You missed our last couple

of cookouts, huh?

Yeah, yeah, I just, uh...

You were gonna work less this summer, I thought.

Wasn't that the big plan?

Yeah, that was the plan,

but the...

This commercial office space

is still flying, so...

Well, that's certainly

not a bad thing.

No, no, no, I just thought real

estate slowed down in the summer

especially this year,

with interest rates back up.

I thought I read that

in the times.

I don't know, maybe not.

Yeah, well, we, uh...

We have a lot

of overseas clients.

Overseas, got it.

Got it.

Boo!

God damn it, dad!

Hey!

Let's watch the language.

There are, like, so many rich kids at

this tennis camp, it's disgusting.

Well, you're not exactly

in the slums here, darling.

That's not even the point,

grandma. They're spoiled brats.

Then they should elect you

their queen.

Shut up!

Kathy:
Please don't fight

on your birthday. Thank you.

Wendy:
It was six days ago.

Speaking of fights,

I saw myself on TV last night.

They showed the first

Clay-Liston fight

on that ESPN Classics.

I was there, of course,

covering for the post...

And when Liston

threw in the towel...

First man in the ring, kid!

Yeah, yeah, you told me

that once, actually.

I actually caught the end

of that last night, Warren.

You see me, Paul?

First man in the ring.

Yeah, yeah, no, I saw you.

I'm pretty sure you

were third guy in, though.

What?

No, no, I'm not including

Liston and Clay!

I'm talking about reporters!

Yeah, no, no, I know,

I just think that two reporters

got in right before you.

That's impossible.

Who was in before me?

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