"Son?"
"Mother?" Nicklaus had a surprised look on his face when he saw his mother walking out of the elevator. What's she doing here?
Mrs. Wyatt giggled as she passed the tray over to Lyra and walked over to him. Nicklaus just stood before Arissa's door in confusion with his mother's giggle.
Seeing his mother taking dramatic movements to walk down to him, he took his hand off Arissa's door knob to walk away.
"Hold on, Nicklaus," Mrs. Wyatt ordered softly and her steps hasten up as she stopped being super dramatic.
Remembering something, she turned to Lyra, "Don't go in yet. Hold on a minute let me have a word with my son,"
Lyra nodded at her smiling mistress.
"What happened last night, did you sleep in her room? Oh yes, you did. Do you two work on having a baby? When last did you both argue, what's your relationship status now, When do I have my first grandchild? Your hair is all messy did you both_"
