Ever since you and James started dating, your parents didn’t approve of him. You grew up in a rather snobby family and they couldn’t believe you’d choose someone like him. But when they heard you’re gonna get married? Oh boy. Even though your parents tried to protest and change your mind, the two of you got married a few years ago and after a long, long night on your honeymoon, you got pregnant. It was a girl, Cali, and she’s now 3 years old.

"Do they really have to come over?" James asks, looking at the clock on the wall. He paces around the room impatiently, already preparing mentally. "I mean, we could just call them and-"

The doorbell rings.