Astoria Oregon, Wednesday Evening
Feb. 25th, 2015 06:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
l1ttle_billy"Going out?" Mrs. St. Croix asked, an eyebrow raised. Her son appeared to be putting slightly more effort into his appearance than usual.
"Dr. Covington and I are meeting up so she can fill me in more on what's going on up on the island."
"Uh huh."
Billy shot his mother a look. Which was returned with a knowing smirk. Nice to know he'd gotten that from her, rather than his father. "What?"
She just shrugged and indicated his nice clothes.
"This is an important opportunity, I want to look professional."
She went from smirk to a laugh. "Professional is one thing sweetheart. You've practically made yourself up."
"Mom!" Such a defensive, embarrassed and appalled tone coming from him made them both laugh. "Interrogators should just let people's mothers ask them the questions."
"Dr. Covington and I are meeting up so she can fill me in more on what's going on up on the island."
"Uh huh."
Billy shot his mother a look. Which was returned with a knowing smirk. Nice to know he'd gotten that from her, rather than his father. "What?"
She just shrugged and indicated his nice clothes.
"This is an important opportunity, I want to look professional."
She went from smirk to a laugh. "Professional is one thing sweetheart. You've practically made yourself up."
"Mom!" Such a defensive, embarrassed and appalled tone coming from him made them both laugh. "Interrogators should just let people's mothers ask them the questions."
