One sunny afternoon, Louise walked in one of the drawing rooms, where she found her Mother and Mom having some foot jobs such as pedicures and foot massages. Their marriage was near, and they were spending the majority of their time relaxing and refraining from stress.
They just finished their feet, had some refreshments, and the beauticians had left the place. She was currently alone as Christine was tending her family at the moment, so she was free to engage in any topic.
"Hey, Mom, Mother. There is something I want to ask Raphael, but I haven't seen him since lunch. Also, I noticed that Gabrielle is not with you currently. Are these things somewhat related or just coincidental?"
"Well," to answer her daughter, Claire dropped her cup of coffee on the table nearby. "You know that we are going to marry Gabrielle, right?"
"Yeah?" Louise crossed her arms. "So what about it?"
