"Done!"
Ike, Norman and Theodore starred at their work; Their Lego Train looks amazing.
Norman smiled,"Amazing. . . You like to make stuff right, you ever made scale models?", Theodore nods,"Mhm. . . Sometimes. . . Cardboard.", Norman titled his head, Ike smiled,"You mean, you like to make things out of Cardboard?", Theodore nods again, pointing to one such small model of a castle made of a cereal boxes.
"That looks so nice. . ."
"Mhm."
Theodore stood up, a little unsteady on his legs but used the sofa and walls to support himself as he pulled the Cardboard Castle down to show them.

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"You know."
Kyle looked up from his coffee, Robert smiled,"You should join us for dinner.", "Dinner?", Adelle nods,"Yes, it would be nice to get to know you Mr Darbly and let the kids play more, I'm surprised how quick they've become friends.", Kyle nods,"Yeah, I'm glad. . . Norman's been in hospital a lot, so he's only really had the doctors, nurses, me and The Gershowtiz Family to speak to, doesn't help with the weather getting better and it's now so stuffy in there.", Robert nods,"Could only imagine, we're in the middle of installing some ventilation and small windows in the basement.", Adelle pointed at him,"That and he has asthma and insists the work is worth some asthma attacks.", Robert nods,"It is and will be.", Kyle smiled, guess they were pretty friendly.

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"We can come back to dinner??"
Robert nods,"Of course, we'd love to get to know you more and, if the weather stays nice and Theodore's recovery; Maybe you and Ike can stay the night sometimes and we can go out and do things.", Norman smiled, Theodore while looking hesitate, he nods with a smile as his dad knelt down.
"See you next week for dinner?"
Norman nods, shaking his hand.
"Thank you, Mr Peterson."
. . .
"Lisa has been getting out a bit more too, it's been hard on her too. . . I'm glad, though. . . I'm worried."
Cornelius sighed,"I know. . . And I've been worried about Quentin, he's not bothered Otto has much and while that's good, I'm worried he'll find a new target.", yeah that was a bit of a concern to definitely have.

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Quentin held something to Lisa,"Here we can use this.", "That. . .?", "A camera, if you can slip it into the basement and hide it, maybe we can get some footage and figure out what your dad is up to, and you take as many notes as possible.", Lisa nods, putting it in her skirt pocket.