She laughed musically.
“What's your favorite color?"
“Blue. Navy blue.”
“As evidenced by the abundant number of navy blue shirts in your closet. Well, that and dark gray. And black. Come to think of it, you're always in dark-colored shirts. We need to brighten your wardrobe a bit."
I chuckled.
“Fair enough. Favorite food?"
“Coddle with Mam's soda bread."
“I have absolutely no idea what that is."
Naimh Laughed.
“You'll have to come visit ‘round suppertime and try it.
Ny parents would Like to meet you, seein' as we're still close enough for me t'come spend'da day with you like this. Well, I think technically you've alread’ met, but... well... meet you under better circumstances. Dad's particularly embarrassed by ev'rythin' and would like a chance to make a better impression."
I sighed.
“What? You've met everyone else's parents by now, haven'cha? More'n half of ‘em know yoor fuckin’ theh dottahs.”
I blinked.
“Did your accent just get thicker?”
Naimh Laughed and planted her left elbow down against the windowsill and set her head against her open palm.
“Maybe it's the thought of coddle and my parents, plus we just had St. Paddy's day," she stated a little more clearly.
“I usually focus on sounding more American."
I laughed, thinking about how thick Naimh's accent had gotten when she was yelling at her father outside my house. I was rather glad that part was my dominant memory of the day.
“Come to think of it, ALL of the BTC's parents now know you're fucking their daughters, don't they?"
“Well not Sam's dad. Pretty sure he still thinks I'm gay. And Alice's mom, too.”
Naimh shook her head.
“Alice's mam knows. She noticed the way Alice was changing her wardrobe and asked. Alice told her you two started messing around with each other, but that there's nothing romantic about it.
Just friends with benefits. She's not happy ‘bout it, but she's not giving Alice as hard a time as we thought she would."
I blinked. That was news to me. But then I thought about what Naimh said about ALL the BTC's parents knowing I was banging their daughters: