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Olivia folded the last of the clothes, setting them in the laundry basket, before seeing her daughter run through the front doors. "Woah! Where's the fire?"

"He proposed!" Venice squealed jumping up and down.

"What?" Olivia asked wide eyed.

Venice chuckled and held out her left hand. "Mitch proposed! I'm getting married!"

Olivia hugged her daughter. "Oh my God! How did he do it?"

Venice grinned as she and her mother sat down on the couch. "Well, I was at work and we kind of got into a little tiff about things. I asked him why he was being so secretive and he blurted out that he wanted to marry me. When I froze, he showed me the ring and proposed."

"You got engaged while in an argument?" Olivia asked furrowing her eyebrows.

"I feel like it might be good luck." Venice nodded her head. "If I can agree to marry him while mad at him, I feel like that really says something about our relationship."

Olivia chuckled. "You are such a weirdo. Have you and Mitch set a date at all?"

"No, he proposed a hour ago. He had to go back to work and Vin agreed to finish our open house for me." Venice smiled before looking back at the engagement ring. "I came over here as soon as possible. Vin even offered to help me with the wedding."

"Well, you two are best friends, I would hope so. Have you told your father?" Olivia asked resting her elbow on the back of the couch. She laid her head against her hand while her other arm hugged a pillow to her stomach.

Venice shook her head. "No, I wanted to tell you first."

Olivia smiled lightly. "I don't blame you. Your father still doesn't like you dating."

"I know." Venice said biting her lip. "How do you think he'll take it?"

"Probably better than my reaction to finding out that your father cheated on me." Olivia stated matter of factly.

Venice furrowed her eyebrows. "Didn't you sleep with his trainer after he told you he slept with his secretary?"

Olivia smirked. "Yep, then I threw divorce papers on his desk."

Venice rolled her eyes. "You two have a great relationship."

"It's gotten better since then. We haven't been married for ten years now. Besides, we got married right out of high school, we didn't have time to grow." Olivia explained to her daughter before smiling lightly at her. "He comes by here everyday claiming to fix things."

"Yeah, that's because he's divorcing his fourth wife that happens to be my age." Venice scoffed before the door opened again. "Speak of the devil." She grinned when Elliot walked in. "Hi Daddy!"

"Hi princess!" Elliot smiled before kissing her head. "So, you guys are talking about me? What about?" He asked with a smirk.

Olivia smirked back at him. "The trainer you had before we got divorced."

Elliot's smirk fell. "Diego didn't do his job. He started doing my job."

"Sleeping with co-workers?" Olivia asked.

"Ha ha." Elliot said sarcastically before brushing off his jeans. He looked back at his daughter. "What are you doing here? Don't you have work?"

Venice smiled. "Vin offered to take the open house this afternoon. Mitch came to work and proposed."

Elliot's eyes widened. "Proposed what? To move in together? To get a puppy? Start seeing other people?" He asked hopeful of the last one.

"No, we're getting married Daddy." Venice chuckled before standing up and kissing his cheek. "Get over it and be happy for me."

"I am. As hard as it is for me, I am happy for you and that you found someone special." Elliot grumbled. He watched his daughter hurry upstairs to tell Ricky, her little brother. His eyes wandered to his ex-wife and smiled lightly. "You are just a ray of sun shine, aren't you?"

Olivia chuckled before standing up. "I just say what's on my mind." She grabbed the basket of laundry and held up a shirt. "And, some of your laundry ended up with mine. Your clothes should not be rolling around with mine anymore."

Elliot took the shirt and looked at it in his hands. "Sorry, the washer broke down at my place and I can't go to the house while Mindy is there."

"Ah, she threw all your clothes out on the lawn?" Olivia guessed as she headed towards the kitchen with him following. She put the laundry basket on the ground before walking to her fridge.

"No, unlike you, she let me pack my clothes. It took me three hours to get all my clothes out of that tree." Elliot complained pointing out towards their front yard.

Olivia smirked. "It brought back a lot of your childhood memories."

Elliot chuckled. "It brought back that night when that dog chased you and me up there and we were stuck up there all night." Olivia blushed violently, hitting his chest.

"I had a bruised back for three weeks." Olivia mumbled pulling her hair up into a ponytail. "Why are you here anyway? We were married for thirteen years and I could've sworn you weren't here this much."

Elliot rolled his eyes. "I came by because Ricky texted me and wanted me to come over for a movie night. He said that you were making your famous lasagna and you know how much I love that."

Olivia sighed. "Yes, I do. But, we're divorced. You shouldn't even be here to spend the night with us."

"We've been over this for the past decade, Liv. You know you're going to let me have my way sooner or later. Besides, do you really want to disappoint our son?" Elliot asked knowing their kids got her every time. It was the only way he ever got to do something he wanted to be around her.

"Fine." Olivia groaned leaning against the stove. "Are you staying over night then?" Elliot looked guiltily at her. "Then, you are making breakfast."

Elliot grinned. "You still want my eggs and pancakes, don't you?"

Olivia smiled lightly. "Well, it is better than what I got in the bedroom that last couple of years in our marriage." She smirked when his grin fell. "Relax. I was kidding, but I do want breakfast." She walked out of the room to take the laundry upstairs.

Elliot smiled to himself. "She still thinks about me." He stated smugly before going into the living room. He watched her go up the stairs. "So, do you know what movie you want to watch?"

"How about The Other Woman?" Olivia asked with a smirk. "You'd love that movie."

"Mom! Someone broke the window with a baseball." Ricky said as he ran around the corner.

Olivia rolled her eyes. "Someone or you? How much glass is on your floor?"

Elliot hurried up to join them. "I'll take care of it. Just put the laundry away and start dinner. I can help Ricky with the window."

Olivia paused looking between the two. "Okay. Ricky, take your father to your mess and tell your sister to go out and celebrate with Mitch." She looked at Elliot as Ricky ran off. "And, stay out of my room. You lived here a while. You know where everything is."

"I was drunk, okay? It's not like I threw up on you." Elliot whined before going after his son. Olivia chuckled shaking her head as she headed to her room.

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