I rub my hands together in glee. This is a train wreck waiting to happen. I can’t wait to watch it play out.
“Everyone ready?” When the uncles and Pops grunt in response, he reads out the first question. “What is Phoebe’s favorite pizza topping?”
Pops chuckles. “Too easy. Phoebe doesn’t eat pizza.”
“And Phoebe says….” Grayson takes the card from her. “Mushrooms and peppers.”
“Exactly what I said,” Pops insists.
Lenny scowls. “How is no pizza the same as mushrooms and peppers?”
“Mushrooms and peppers aren’t toppings on a pizza. They’re vegetables.”
Lenny’s eyes narrow on Pops but he keeps his mouth shut because Pops isn’t wrong. Vegetables on pizza is plain wrong.
“Moving on.” Grayson reads the question from the next card. “What is Phoebe’s favorite drink?”
“Seriously, when are we getting to the difficult questions? Vodka Martini with Stolichnaya.”
“Pops,” Hailey scolds. “You’re supposed to raise your hand. Not shout your answer out loud.”
“Your answer is disqualified. Besides, didn’t Ryker take Phoebe on a romantic date to the local distillery and now she drinks the I Did It My Way hoity-toity stuff.” Sid winks at Phoebe.
“Nah, she hasn’t given up on her Stolichnaya. But don’t tell Ryker, it annoys him for some strange reason,” Pops says with Ryker sitting literally five feet away from him.
“Maybe because Russia is our enemy,” Wally points out.
“We ain’t at war.”
Wally shakes his head. “Sure, we are.”
I tap Hailey on the shoulder and mouth super-secret soldier. She bobs her head in agreement.
“Um.” Phoebe clears her throat to gain everyone’s attention. “Maybe we don’t tell all of Phoebe’s secrets today?”
Ryker throws an arm around her. “Like I didn’t know you’re still drinking the Russian swill, Princess.”
Grayson rasps his knuckles on the bar to gain everyone’s attention. “Shall we continue?” He eyeballs the former soldiers until they mumble their assent. “What is Phoebe’s maiden name?”
“No fair. Wally is the one who did the background check,” Barney grumbles.
A shit-eating grin paints Wally’s face as he crosses his arms over his chest. “Which is why I should be the one to walk her down the aisle.”
Barney jumps to his feet. “Disagree.”
Wally stands and faces Barney. “You want to take this outside?”
Lenny puts himself between the two men and pushes them apart. “Enough. You should both be disqualified for fighting.”
“I haven’t kicked his ass yet.” Barney shakes out his hands like he’s getting ready for action.
I lean over and whisper to Hailey, “This is the funnest Saturday morning ever.”
“Sure is,” she says with her eyes glued on Barney and Wally who are now circling each other like boxers in a ring.
“This? This is the most fun you’ve had on a Saturday morning?” Aiden leans close and whispers in her ear. Her cheeks flame red and she fans her face.
“I stand corrected,” she squeaks.