Louisa: Your mum found a job yet?
Scott: Nope
Louisa: How’s she coping?
Scott: Well, she’s drinking a lot...
Louisa: Oh dear
Scott: And the other night she wanted to stick her head in the gas oven
Jack: You still have a gas oven?
Louisa: Oh my God! Did you talk her out of it?
Scott: No, but I was baking a pie...so she had to wait ‘til it was done. And by then that dancing show she likes had come on.
Louisa: Phew
Scott: So yeah, a happy ending
