a=1 b=BRENNA!

Rowan half-considered going after Alecis to apologize for his daughter's behavior, but though better of it because she seemed pretty upset and probably just wanted to be left alone.

He turned around and gently pulled the spoon out of Claire's hand. "Let's not let her make a habit of throwing food," he said, though he was smiling. He winked at Ria. "Unless it's at someone who deserves it."

Not that he actually thought Alecis deserved it, he was just still kind of angry at her for the slut and drunk comments.

Ria smiled back at Rowan then turned to wipe a little mashed potato off of Chloe's face. The baby looked up at her mommy and smiled toothlessly. The twins looked amazingly like Rowan, but she could already tell they were growing up to be like her.

Hopefully they wouldn't become what she was though. They wouldn't, they couldn't. These twins would have good parents, not like her and Raina at all.

Rowan looked at their babies. Alecis didn't know what she was talking about; they were the happiest, healthiest babies in Amelia, and they had two great parents to thank for it. "Well...I guess we may as well continue our meal," he shrugged, and sat back down (was he standing up? I don't remember.) "Sorry about Alecis. Lately she's been a little...crazy." He shook his head.

A slightly disgruntled waitress came over and brought everyone refills, while Ria started on her chicken. "Eh, I don't mind her. I could take her any day. Besides, it's not like she held a good argument anyway."

"No, she didn't," Rowan agreed, starting to eat whatever he ordered. His drink actually just sat there, not being inhaled. Woo for self-control! "I think we're doing a pretty good job raising our children, don't you?" He stole another glance at the giggling, bouncing babies.