Family Of Crackheads

"So, who knows why we are gathered here today?" Dylan's voice rang out when he looked at everyone gathered in the garden.

"Who cares?" retorted Nora. "As long as we get to eat a home-cooked meal. I really don't care why are called here."

Dylan gave him a disgusted look, "Have some dignity, Nory!"

"What is that? Can you eat it?" Nora shot back. "And if you are so bothered by it, later don't eat anything."

Dylan's expressions changed and he immediately sat down, "Why? I'm not giving up my portion of the food."

Nora tsked at him and pointed at the ground, "Look, what is it?"

"What?" Dylan looked down carefully.

"That's your dignity," said Nora as she stuck out her tongue at him making him rage.

"NORA!" 

"Keep your voice down, my nephew is sleeping," Nora glared at Dylan as she looked down at Rowan sleeping peacefully.