[indent][indent][indent][indent][color=EE4B2B]"I don't mean it like that"[/color] Aloysius said as he raised his arms up defensively and got up out of his own chair. [color=EE4B2B]"I know what I suggested is most certainly not the perfect solution. But I am happy to do my part and help. I don't have any ill feelings against you. Even if for some reason you think I might do"[/color] Aloysius was about to walk over to her when he was interrupted by the sudden sound of heels on wood. At the other end of the table stood their mother: Esme Leighton.

[color=39FF14]"Oh what is going on in here? Is my daughter being a nusicnance again"[/color] She folded her arms under her chest, not even looking at either Lola or Aloysius.

[color=EE4B2B]"Now come on, that is hardly fair now"[/color][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]