Marty is starting to develop a tick on his eyelid.
He had been wondering why his sisters were restless this morning at breakfast.
Now he knows and he doesn't like it one bit.
Kelly is giving him the evil eye, probably wishing him to perdition as he sits there in the sitting room with them, his arms crossed, frowning and doing his best to make their visitors uncomfortable so they would leave.
Katie is too busy making puppy eyes at her suitor and Kristine is completely ignoring him and focusing on her tall, dark and brooding beau, bombarding him with questions.
Kelly clears her throat again.
Marty stares at her lazily. "Best if you go to the kitchen and fetch yourself some ginger tea, if it's making you so uncomfortable." He says in a deadpan voice.
He can almost hear the curses she's
