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Martha has agreed to this lunch to please her daughter, and because now, she's concerned about Lionel. "He's lonely, Mom," Grace had told her with her signature pout. "It's so sad."
Truly she shudders to think what Grace and Lionel discuss in her absence. Nonetheless, she dresses up in her "lunch on the Upper West Side" best, a springy little dress and heels, and hails a cab from outside the apartment she now shares with Perry White. She shows up a few minutes early to the outdoor bistro they had agreed upon and orders a wine spritzer while she waits for her lunch companion to arrive.
She's not dreaded it. She's not excited. She's not...nervous exactly. But she sure as hell isn't going to tell Perry about it when he gets home.
Truly she shudders to think what Grace and Lionel discuss in her absence. Nonetheless, she dresses up in her "lunch on the Upper West Side" best, a springy little dress and heels, and hails a cab from outside the apartment she now shares with Perry White. She shows up a few minutes early to the outdoor bistro they had agreed upon and orders a wine spritzer while she waits for her lunch companion to arrive.
She's not dreaded it. She's not excited. She's not...nervous exactly. But she sure as hell isn't going to tell Perry about it when he gets home.