“I like it, you look cute."

“Thank you!" She beamed.

“Usually you have that lawyer look, you know, kind of bitchy."

“Ouch, Eric, you'll do better with the girls when you learn when to stop," Robin advised him.

“She's not a girl, she's my mom." Eric replied, then shrugged.

“I don't have a girlfriend anymore. Don't want one."

"You think you don't, but the right woman will come along, and very soon I'll bet." Robin smiled encouragingly.

"You're a good looking boy, and you can try to act otherwise, but you're very good to your mom. Women love a boy who's good to his mother. Tells them he'll be good to them."

"And there's a whole city full of nice girls twenty minutes down the road," Emma added.

"But, I disagree with Robin. Most women don't want a mama's boy."

“No, but they want a man of the house and Eric is proving he can be right now." Robin pressed.

"My son was for me as well and trust me he makes his wife very happy. He takes care of her in every way and he learned that from wanting to take care of me."

“Every way?" Eric raised his eyebrows.

“That sounds a little creepy.

Little to Kay Parker taboo for me." He laughed at the look on Emma's face.

"Come on, mom. That movies a classic even kids my age have..." he caught himself, then winked.

"Heard of it."

"I have it on DVD.' Robin told him, then smiled when his eyes widened.

"Whole series actually."

So, let's see what's in this box!" Emma declared, and not just to get off the suddenly awkward conversation, but for whatever reason she was dying to see what was in there.

“I already saw it." Eric waved his hand.

"I'm heading back upstairs, good night Robin." He gave her a sly smile.

“Maybe someday I could go through your movie collection."

"Out!" Emma snapped.

With a laugh, that told her she'd played right into him, Eric left the room.