In the hospital room, Scarlett was holding a lesson plan, explaining earnestly before she sighed in frustration, "No, we've already gone over this grammar point."
"Erm... uh-huh." Ethan was awkward, his gaze drifting over to his aunt's shapely figure, occasionally landing on her long, crossed legs.
"It's been a long time since I've studied. I need time to get a grip on this stuff."
"Yeah." Blair, sitting nearby, chimed in, "Isn't it because you were too busy staring at mom's feet just now?"
"Hey!" Ethan, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, protested, "How can you just make stuff up about me?"
"Alright." Scarlett, still holding the lesson plan, looked resigned, "Let's call it a day for now. Ethan, if you want to catch up, you really need to put in more effort on your own time."
"Mom, you're being too hard on him. He's currently very close with that gorgeous actress," Blair said with a shrug, "They're practically inseparable."