The Stones family residence.

The Stones family were all seated round the dining table, having breakfast.

"Mum, your culinary skills are as good as ever." Quinn said between mouthfuls.

"Of course..." Nicole smiled as she took a bite of her apple cheesecake.

Henry laughed lightly when he remembered how similar her words sounded with that of his mum's, the other time.

Henry stuffed a piece of sliced turkey on Emelda's plate.

"Eat more... You look skinny." He smiled.

"What are you trying to say? We aren't feeding her well?" Lily chuckled.

"No, no. That's not what I meant." Henry shook his head vehemently.

"That's by the way... When are we...